Happy New Year

The Eve of Christmas Eve? Well that was a new one on me… as that’s how the news reader announced the news last week. It’s strange to think of it being Christmas time, when we’re sat outside sunning ourselves and having a BBQ while the temperature is regularly in the twenties.

Since our last post it has been a mixture of over eating, drinking and trying to keep fit and that’s not a good mixture, at some point we’ve to stick with one or the other probably the latter. 

We have completed some memorable cycle rides though, first was a 20 mile trip around the Del Hondo Naturel Park by Kay and myself  followed by a good session in the Spa, swimming twenty lengths and a session in the steam & sauna followed by a relaxing Jacuzzi.

We also took the cycling group out to the really pretty town of Cox, a round trip of fifteen miles and we were joined on that trip by a group of Dutch, Belgian and German campers who it seems also enjoyed the ride. 

As we sat there having a coffee break, both Kay and I decided to take some photos for the blog were I ended up being propositioned by two young Spanish Senoritas (see photos) who we think were full of Christmas spirit. The following week we also went to Dolores as the cycle group is now growing; sometimes we have as many as fifteen riders.

Geoff with a Spanish  Señorita   

Sadly I had the rampant one

Cox's Square

Towns convent, now a museum

We went to our previous old camp site at Gudamar, as it was advertised as a Christmas carols and nibbles night. 

Twenty three of us piled into two mini busses and headed off to the Marjal’s old restaurant in Guadamar. Hmm pork chop at a Jewish wedding sprang to mind as the function turned out to be a full blown sit down luncheon meal with entertainment and they had not even put a table aside for us or even bothered to inform us of what was really happening. 

We stood there twiddling our thumbs while the staff ran around like headless chickens trying to get us fitted in. It was not an auspicious start. 

Still we were determined to enjoy ourselves and after a couple of bottles of Vino Tinto had disappeared (followed by a rather large Jack Daniels and coke) I was in full idiot mode. 

We made the decision after that fiasco, that we would steer clear of any organised events with the old site as we had the distinct impression it was a case of them and us from now on.

Several of our friends had returned to the UK to be with their families over Christmas as they’ve had some good cheap flights to the midlands from Alicante, sadly for us there were none to Cardiff and now some of those have returned back here for the New Year.

The New Year was celebrated by some of us visiting our favourite Chinese restaurant the China house where they had an all you could eat menu and some entertainment for only €16 a head. 

The Marjal Site had a black tie do on, but at €65 a head for a meal it was way over the top for us. 

We did end up in the bar on the site to celebrate the arrival of the New Year (Twice), once at 12 o’clock Spanish time and again at one in the morning as it was 12 o’clock UK Time.

So we staggered back to the RV at two in the morning to sleep off the nights revelries. This morning we have been sitting out in the sun once more getting a sun tan, it’s a hard life.

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