Off we went to Cadiz at 8 in the morning. OMG. They are only returning from the nightclub / bars at 7 and there we were going to the bus stop at 8. But arriving in Cadiz at 9.30 for breakfast, in a beautiful plaza we knew we’d made the right decision. We were there with Lisa and John , Jordan’s parents, after a big night out at “puncamama.” It’s a bar / restaurant/ pool party/ rave.
We had mojto. You know the song. 1 mojito 2 mojiti 3 mojito , floor. Well it was a bit like that. So it was hard to get up at 7 to get the bus at 8. I nearly piked but I’m glad I didn’t. It’s a lovely small city with lots to see and surrounded by water.
We walked all day as Lisa’s fitbit counted the steps. Easily 10,000 + steps. We had a few stops for refreshments , and lunch at a tapas bar. With Sangria. I have nothing but admiration for Steve who has an eye problem and a really swollen hand after the epic swim to Africa. But a beer or Sangria always help.
We got back to Tarifa round 6 then had drinks on the terrace at 7 with the swimmers before Rob, Jordan and Cameron got back from Granada. Then dinner and drinks.
We signed photos, shirts, maps. We hugged and cried and promised to meet for another swim.
It’s amazing how you bond with people you swim with. They are strong, focused, committed, but so different. Gay Chris from London, Dan from LA , a legend of invention who loves to surf : brothers Ben and Chris. Then the Aussies. Steve, Rob and Cameron. And not forgetting beautiful Yves. It’s a memorable time. Very bonding.
It’s time to say farewell TL the next adventure.
But the holiday adventures continue – but now just the kids, the parents and us. Not forgetting Cameron.
Tomorrow’s the last day Can’t believe it.