We spent 3 nights in Fuengirola, parked on the motorhome aire at the recinto ferial, where there is a big market on Tuesdays and a flea market on Saturdays. We did treat ourselves to breakfast at Sol y Mar, a cafe we round the last time we were here, where they do a good but cheap breakfast, however this time Bruce had a dodgy egg, and felt really really unwell for the next 2 days, so needless to say we didn’t return there……
While we were having breakfast we semi witnessed a young woman having her bag dipped, by distraction theft, 2 eastern European young women were sat next to her, and we thought they looked a bit strange, but they left shortly after. The waiter told the woman to check her bag, and she did quickly, but then we explained why, so she checked it again to discover her wallet missing. Bruce ran after the women with the waiter as well, but they didn’t catch them, they were too quick and organised in their escape route. It’s such a shame that this sort of thing goes on, and that we still all need to be aware of people like this, only carrying what is really necessary rather than all credit cards etc.
On the Sunday evening we went to bed early, to be woken at around 4.30am, by someone shaking the van. We both let up, but I couldn’t see anything out of the windows, no one around, and very little wind – we’ve had severe rocking of the van with gale force winds that have even knocked the scooter over as well. But this time, nothing. We gave it no further thought until Bruce saw that there had been an earthquake off the coast of Malaga, measuring 6.3 on the Richter scale! So it was this that woke us up, plus most of the region! Thankfully no one was hurt. Certainly when we went out on Monday everyone was talking about it, as it’s not often that it happens,but Spain is on a certain fault, as there was one which affected Lorca near Murcia, quite badly a few years ago.
Mr Mutley has been on drugs since April for his dodgy old dog hips, and a problem with a couple of his discs, so he takes antiinflamatories. Our vet has been very good, but due to an issue at the manufacturer, Spain had run out of them, so I did a bit of home work and managed to get a last packet reserved at a vet in Fuengirola which we picked up on Monday. I don’t think it is used much by them as they were unaware of its rarity! But great news for us, as it means he now has enough to last us until they restock in Orba. Despite being almost 13 years old with the issues that he has, he still bounces around like a spring lamb every morning for his walk.
This is him not posing for the camera!
On Tuesday morning, we left Fuengirola and headed west, making it to Castro Marim just over the border into Portugal by lunchtime, and a quick visit to a favourite supermarket that sells lovely soft white Portuguese rolls. They’ve spent some money on it and made it a lot bigger now, so it was great to see this as Portugal has Ben suffering from the crisis, but seems to be reinvesting money now, with lots of evidence of new builds and even the main N125 along the Algarve undergoing major road works to repair the terrible pot holes and resurface it.
We stopped at Altura motorhome aire for a night, which is right on the beach,so we all really enjoyed our first walk on a Portuguese beach this year.
Then after using some of the softbread rolls from the morning bread delivery the following day we left for Lagos, at the other end of the Algarve, so we could meet up with Huw & Carolyn. This is the 3rd year we have met up with them, as they like to come out for a month or so at the beginning of the year, but this time it’s a little different as they are launching their Pedal Portugal cycle tours this weekend, with their first tour fully booked and setting off on Sunday.
When we met last year we found a great little restaurant which serves typical Portuguese food, but massive portions, so this time, armed with that knowledge, we shared a plate between 2, thus having a large sizeable amount each! It seems that regulars will do this, while new comers tend to order a starter and main course each, and then see just how huge the portions are!
So we stayed at Lagos that night and this morning we have moved to our winter home (we think), of Portimao. Near the marina there is a large motorhome aire, which is semi secure, and with safety in numbers we’re happy to pay the 3 euros a day to park up properly. Last year we were in a different section, where we got a touch stranded when it did rain, but this morning when we arrived, we were amazed to be able to park up on the tarmac section, safe in the knowledge that if it does rain, we’ll be high and dry, and not bogged down in mud like the back field!