This tiny little typical Mediterranian beach down a very steep and twisty lane between 'Rich peoples sumptious villas' is, at present, being battered by wind and rain. Sadie is rocking in the wind but not alarmingly so, and every now and then the rain batters on the skylight above. We, that is Tanya and I, are snug, warm and well fed. My Zen player is on random play and things ain't at all bad really.
Earlier I was feeling a little down and sorry for myself which I now accept as par for the course of this, my travelling life, when certain conditions come together. Conditions which usually comprise of leaving one place which has been enjoyable and driving quite a distance to another, which on unfamiliar roads and in bright sunshine can become tiring very quickly. Put that together with the difficulty of finding a wild camping spot down here in the Costa Blanca area between Xabia (pronounced 'havia') and Benidorm. It is highly populated, and popular with the Brits, built upon, but attractive all the same, area. Plus this particular spot is steep and Sadie, despite being perched right on top of the levelling ramps is still sloping to one side.
These are day to day difficulties but the last few days have been really enjoyable which made the emotional burden of moving on heavier than normal.
We visited Burriana and Jurates family. Jurate is one of the team of dedicated carers tending to Richards considerable day to day needs. She was in the UK with Richard so I was royally welcomed into their Burriana apartment home and treated so kindly and generously by husband and first class chef Sergio, who cooked two delicious meals for us all. All of us included daughter Emily and son Alejandro who, poor wee soul, went down with a bug while I was there. It seems it was affecting half his school class. He did look sorry for himself but I expect he will bounce back in a couple of days.
It did not stop us all enjoying several firsts though. First time they had seen Sadie and met Tanya (and rode out to Port Burriana too.)
First time for me picking and eating straight off the tree lovely sweet juicy Mandarin oranges. Sergio knew just which trees had the juiciest and sweetest ones. Yummy! I now have enough Mandarins in Sadie to keep me in vitamin C for the next few weeks!
First time that Tanya, along with loads of other pets of every sort, partook of the festival of St Anthon. Not sure she quite got it but she did definitely get a good splash of holy water from a very jovial and fully robed priest before we all followed the procession to the bonfire and traditional Spanish dancing in the square.
Another first tonight too which is my second night here in Xabia. I'm listening to Bay Radio which is broadcast in English. Same as all commercial radio mind. 90% dross but nice to have all the same. Tonight we are street parked in town after doing two quite long walks in the bright sunshine but very windy conditions to promontories both East and West of this lovely bay with Xabia nestled snugly in the middle.
According to the English Spoken weather forecast the high winds are here to stay for the rest of the week. After my Scottish gales experiences the high winds tonight are giving me little concern. However; they are making the news down here. There is an amber warning out and the DJ has just announced his friend's outside settee has been blown into the swimming pool. Wow! Now I know I am in Spain. Never mind the difficult Spanish Euro crisis. News here is when the wind blows garden furniture into swimming pools.
You just gotta laugh have you not ....... and I did.
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