We want surf.
So we got up early with the sun and started to make a move south.
Our first lift was with a lovely lady who was taking her car to get fixed. Only after picking us up she decided the car would survive another day and upon hearing that we had failed to explore Seville to any great length she took it upon herself to show us around!
First stop was breakfast. Bread, meat, olive oil and a coffee. Tastes better than it sounds. I assure you. Especially after last nights quarter course meal and lack of food otherwise today. We then drove around Seville having the main sites pointed out to us as we shot past. I love some peoples impression of 'sightseeing'.
Our next lift found us with a musician who again began our journey by taking us for breakfast. He then drove us all the way down to Conil with a stop off half way to grab some lunch and beers and meet a friend of his who turned out to be a famous Spanish singer of old. She was a 70's sex icon in spain. We were even provided with a couple of her autobiographies but we didn't think to have them signed and so have passed them on.
He dropped us town centre and so we had arrived. Time for beach, time for surf, time for action!
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