Our first adventure of the day was to learn how to use a TomTom to navigate! We have something like it at home for occasional use, but all software is different isn't it? Once it was working and we has also managed to get the car to speak to us in English instead of Dutch we had to work out how to exit the carpark. This was complicated by a huge stream of school children walking up the exit lane clutching flowers, on their way to visit the church behind which the public carpark is situated. Eventually I found a man who was able to lift the gate once the children had passed.
Then we drove north west, through beautiful farming country in fertile valleys below the gradually diminishing hills. I tried taking photos through the windscreen of the car, the only way when there is nowhere to stop.
It is always alarming to find yourself driving on the 'other' side of the road, and quite an effort to remember which side to stay on when turning corners …. but we slowly relaxed, except for occasional moments of confusion when it became apparent the TomTom software had no knowledge of newly constructed roundabouts and sent us hurtling off on the wrong road. The patient voice would ask “Please turn around at the earliest opportunity” ….
We passed a huge lake or water reservoir, where I spied some egrets … but we could not stop … then wheat fields gave way to sunflowers …
and a vast array of solar collectors. Soon we were in wind generator country, where hundreds of whirling towers marched across the countryside, producing power for Spain.
Perhaps the power is for the masses of foreigners and tourists who cluster along the southern coast?
Our destination was the hilltop town of Vejer de la Frontera, described as a classic white village with one of the prettiest village squares in Spain. The old walled town is a magical place to explore, its quiet cobbled streets meandering through what has been officially classified as an Historical Monument of National importance.
These two views are from our hotel room window, where some washed socks are drying in the afternoon warmth. Our cursory walk around the old town revealed its charm, which I will share later, but here are a few glimpses.
The church of El Divino Salvador, built on the site of an old Mosque …..
Doves and pigeons cooing throughout the town, their soft voices the only sounds as we walked during siesta time.
Here we are back at the village square, and out hotel, ready for our own siesta!