Well we finally dragged ourselves out of Portugal today. Up and away first thing – sad little gathering of camp neighbours to say goodbye (bet they are glad to be rid of us and use our space really).
Headed out on the EN125 which follows the Algarve coast right into Spain. We stopped off in Tavira for supplies and found a real shopping centre with good shops. I couldn’t resist the sales 70% off – new pair of Mango pants for £7 bargain. Did the big food / beer shop and then followed the coast road down to the border. Lovely little white washed villages and a couple of Moorish castles. And so many motorhomes everywhere – we have seen hundreds today on the roads and hundreds more parked up on waste land and car parks doing free camping. There can’t be many campervans left in Northern Europe with so many down here.
Crossed the border and again felt wrong not showing passports. To be honest you are over before you know it – like England to Wales. Once in Spain we headed for Huelva as a route through to Donana Park. I managed to navigate us through the city centre and out the other side with only one wrong turn and we only fell out once whilst parked on a roundabout ‘discussing’ which way we should go.
Finally into the National Park and about 20 miles into the campsite at El Rocio. We are on site and now sitting watching people turn up, caravan after caravan, ready for the big festival on Sunday of the Seville Brotherhoods (its religous orders though it does sound like a sect to us) they all ride horses and the woman wear fantastic costumes and parade around the town between the various church services.
The site holds about 200 pitches and its probably 2/3 full right now. Only a couple of Brits though, mainly Spaniards and Dutch. There is a nice restaurant on site but its only 5 minutes to walk into El Rocio so we should get something there on Saturday night to celebrate Iain’s birthday.
And not wanting to have to tell you but – its not raining here – its hammering cats and dogs!
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