Spain was Lovely. We were in the south, near Gibraltar, in a small tourist-y marina called Puerto de Duquesa. We could walk down the beach to the nearest town and get groceries, and there was polo every evening.
My daughter and I went on a ride in the mountains one day – it was magic. The Spanish horses are brilliant – they step so softly you feel as if you’re sitting on a rocking horse, or a sofa, as my daughter says.
Our friend Karen is starting a horse trek vacation business in the mountain region of Andalusia. Anyone interested can contact me. She does tours lasting up to six days – ending up on the beach! The day we trekked we rode down part of the old ‘fish’ road, a steep mountain road that the mule trains would take every evening to bring the fish up from the coast to the mountain villages. Karen will have 10 horses available starting in September!
What else can I say about Spain? It was hot – every day in the 90’s, and the sand on the beach after 11 am, burnt your feet! We watched the Olympic games in the afternoon, while it was too hot to go out. The BBC and the Spanish chanals gave widly differing programs and views. It was fun zapping between the two channels. And did anyone else hear that the swimming pool was 4 cm too short??? Our favorite show was called Maestro, and we also watched The Tudors (fabulous costumes!). We didn’t go out much – my husband was working so he was pretty tired in the evening. We did get invited to several assados, and discovered the ‘secreto Ibirico’ (grilled pork) (very yummy!). We also went to a go-cart course and my daughter was a speed demon!
Mostly it was restful and fun catching up with friends we only see once a year. And I had a whole month without internet and survived! (Hardly missed it, though I did miss my blogging pals!)
How was your August?