It looks like we are always behind the nice weather.There comes a point when we are fed up.
The ones who know us know we will head home now as fast as possible. Through France we enjoy the beautiful autumn colors of the trees.
Maybe the sun will be where we live so we can enjoy the autumn forest. Thank you for travelling with us and hopefully you will join us again next time.
The European low-pressure area has reached us and it rains and rains and rains. It doesn’t make sense to drive along a wonderful coast without seeing anything of it. We cut the northwestern edge of Spain from our trip and head for the north coast of Galicia. We see pilgrims on the way to Santiago de Compostela with umbrellas or rain coats – no fun in this weather!
Yesterday it rained, but today it is really pouring all day long. We drive direction east and are happy to find a nice place high above a beautiful beach. In the morning we can see the sun and the beautiful coast!
Typical for northern Spain are the “horreos”, granaries built specially for this climate.
There lots of beautiful beaches but the sun is gone again and it is dripping. To find a campsite is not easy. Most of the beaches are closed with 2m barriers and the campgrounds are closed for winter. Perhaps the idea to drive back via the northern coast of Spain wasn’t a good idea.
In Viano do Castello we cross the wide mouth of the Rio Lima via a 1000m long bridge. The construction looks familiar – right, it is a construction of Monsieur Eiffel – cars on top and trains underneath.
Above the city we can see a bulky church. We want to go up there mainly because of the view. When we reach the top we see … nothing, because it starts to rain very heavy.
Our last beach in Portugal:
An undeviating surfer even tries the waves and the water despite rain and wind.
The lagoon of Aveiro is famos for the nice colored boats of the fishermen.
Form our campsite in the little harbor of bica we watch the fishermen or bettter the fisherwomen! The boats are full of mussels. In a large sieve they are shaked to get rid of the sand.
Tonight we have mussels galore for dinner!
A view point next to the street:
Is this the knight of the castle? Or is it art?
We follow the Rio Tejo until it turns south to Lisboa. We want to go to the coast and the beach – it is not far any more! The sandy beaches of Portugal are marvelous, but unfortunately the water of the Atlantic Ocean is already too cold!
Most of the time the coastal road leads through the pineta and we can not see much except pine trees but sometimes there is a nice village like this:
A very straight street leads to Portugal. Every kilometer the country becomes more green. We even see vultures!
In Portagem right behind the border to Portugal we see an old stone bridge. In the 16th century thousands of jews fled across it from prosecution in Spain.
To Portalegre we have to drive a very twisted road. Part from the gigantic church we can’t find any interesting sights.
The small city appears rather run down. We look for a restaurant for lunch. This one looks quite nice. But the skewer looks better than it tastes.
The Rio Tejo is damed up here. At a dam we find most of the time a nice place for to stay over night. Let’s have a look! The power of the water is transformed in electricity.
The road across the bridge is very noisy. Behind the dam it looks quite idyllic but unfortunately there is no road.
First the road between Sevilla and Merida leads at through an endless forest of cork oaks, we can see some of the famos „black foot pigs“ underneath.
After the country is more flat and the endless forest turns into endless dry fields where every once-in-a-while herds of bulls graze. The dry fields turn into olive groves where wine grows inbetween – a strange mixture we have never seen. Then we reach Merida. The Roman town „Augusta Emerita“ was founded in 25 B.C. as a settlement for earned veterans.
All over the city the remains of the Romans can be found.
The almost 800m long Punta Romano reaches across the Rio Guardiano.
Perhaps we have seen too many old Roman ruins because we don’t want to see the amphitheater and we view the aqueduct from the car.
It rains on our last day. That’s ok, then Andalusia needs rain. The picture of the sunrise is taken a few days previous.
With many mangos and some jars of chutney in our luggage we continue our journey on Monday morning. Unfortunately it rains most of the way via Ronda to Sevilla. Most of the time we drive through clouds which is a pity because it must be a fantastic landscape.
Today is the Spanish National Day. According to this the city of Sevilla is quite crowded. For to visit the sights we are too late. We remember the restaurant with the yummy tapas from our last visit and we don’t leave it disappointed.
Sevilla doesn’t seem to be our city. Rainer’s bike has a puncture, we forget the bag with the ipad on our bike rag (a big thank you to the nice camper neighbors who watched it) and on top of it I throw all our postcards in the letter box without stamps.
The campsite in the industrial harbor is very loud, and the sky is very black. That’s why we decide to continue without another visit to Sevilla.
The Finca is located in the campo above the city of Nerja. Many times we have strolled through the busy alleys or have enjoyed the view from the “Balcon de Europa”.
This weekend the celebrates its Feria – a city under exceptional circumstances. In the evening we hear the sound of the music and the firework from down below. On Saturday the big parade takes place and this we want to watch. A colorful lindworm marches through the city. Decorated wagons, music bands and dressed up women in decorative dresses!
The women of the city have dressed up and proudly present themselves.
Even the smallest girls have a fancy dress, ear rings, lip stick and high heels!
It seems to be a feast to celebrate feminity. Very few men are seen in festive or traditional clothes. And the two boy are obviously bored!