After a lovely evening sitting outside last night, I enjoyed the sounds of screaming babies, barking dogs and snoring men!  it wasn’t the most peaceful of nights, but the children and ginger slept well!

We woke up around 9 and I had a fab shower…. the showers here are great… no button pressing, just on and off like normal!  We broke in to the 2kg jar of jam I made to bring with some bread and had managed to locate the last jar of popping candy chocolate spread from last years trip in the back of the van with some fresh bread.

Over breakfast we hatched a plan…. got ready and headed off to the beach on our bikes.  It wasn’t a long ride.  The beach was long and sandy… it kind of wraps around into a bay with mountains behind.  Unfortunately the architecture of concrete blocks of apartments does little to compliment the view, but a wide path between them and the beach were a great route for a cycle along and it was super clean.

The sea was lovely… for the benefit of my super cool surfer friend Mr Langdown, the waves were clean! I’m not sure how to say they were big but calm in a cool way but thats what I would say they were!  The kids went splashing in the waves straight away… meanwhile stew and I thought we would teach Andy Murray a thing or two and have a brutal game of bat and ball!

We all needed a wee so had to go back in the sea for a play, before getting told off by the life guard for being too far out!

We had forgotten to take one of the 5 bottles of suncream (remember, I’m dealing with gingers here!) to the beach so thought it would be wise to head for shade…. we cycled along to see the other side of the bay first but were disappointed with the lack of ice cream stalls and then headed back to the campsite.

After a bite to eat the children wanted to go in the pool.   Accustomed as we are to continental swimming pool rules, Fraser donned his budgie smugglers, and went on in….. promptly to be told that in Spain we can wear shorts but have to wear a swimming hat!

iI wasn’t until the children had their swimming hats on that I realised why people ask me if they are twins.

The pool closed shortly after so we headed to the bar, where we had a beer and played Yhatzee… the rematch! Fraser was the champion!

We popped in and stocked up for the evening with an even more expensive wine… stew bought it and he splashed out €2.80, but its not nicer than the €2.10 one! once we had supplies of bread and wine we went into the town.  Again, it was surrounded by picturesque backdrop but concrete ugly buildings…. we thought we would head to the harbour for an ice cream, but the Spanish seem to take that quite literally… there were just boats and that was it! 

As we came back from the harbour passed the beach Stew found the reason that we should have watched the beach volleyball at the olympics!  

Once I tore him away from the beach I remembered I had spotted a bar beside an ice-cream parlour and decided we should head back into the town for the perfect combination.   The ice creams were huge and id seen someone drinking a gin and tonic…. and they were huge too! we had a the perfect afternoon sitting in the sun chatting. 

Once I got back on my bike to cycle home I had the feeling that the gin was much stronger than in the UK and after a wobbly ride home and a few thoughts of what a lovely time I was having, we arrived home safe for our last night in  Spain.  We had a fab bbq and are now sitting watching the bats with tired children asleep and our wine nearly gone!