14th June
After a last night meal in a very pleasant recommended Danish restaurant in the hills (surprisingly not blasted by the wind), we left the casitas and our friendly hosts and daft George and travelled to Cadiz where Jacky and Simon had booked an apartment through airbnb and had offered us a sofa bed for the night. What a find they had succeeded in making: a very slickly appointed top floor apartment with huge roof terrace overlooking Plaza San Francisco, it even had a turret up to a further level. We overlooked the church and it being Saturday witnessed 2 weddings, one when we had just arrived and another early evening - they didn't have to worry about the weather here, it was a scorching hot day.
We wandered the pretty alleyways of this old port town down to the cathedral and stopped to have tapas and drinks in a quiet square, which as we sat there got less and less quiet as Spanish families with small children arrived, the children freely and happily playing on scooters and bikes and with balls. All very relaxed in the early evening heat and no worries about getting the children to bed. The atmosphere was so relaxed we ended up having that second bottle of wine as is becoming a habit here. We had a break back at the apartment and went out for dinner much later, Simon and Pete having decided to brave one of the bars to watch England v Italy football match at midnight. Jack and I retired and left them to it. Apparently the bar was full of Italians and they won, so S and P were totally outnumbered.
The night buzzed on, the little square was still alive with people drinking, singing and generally enjoying themselves until the early hours. Cadizians seem a friendly happy lot and this picturesque old town with its narrow cobbled alleyways and port with huge liners docked for overnight stays seems to be a very content city.
A mural
wedding beneath our terrace
After a last night meal in a very pleasant recommended Danish restaurant in the hills (surprisingly not blasted by the wind), we left the casitas and our friendly hosts and daft George and travelled to Cadiz where Jacky and Simon had booked an apartment through airbnb and had offered us a sofa bed for the night. What a find they had succeeded in making: a very slickly appointed top floor apartment with huge roof terrace overlooking Plaza San Francisco, it even had a turret up to a further level. We overlooked the church and it being Saturday witnessed 2 weddings, one when we had just arrived and another early evening - they didn't have to worry about the weather here, it was a scorching hot day.
We wandered the pretty alleyways of this old port town down to the cathedral and stopped to have tapas and drinks in a quiet square, which as we sat there got less and less quiet as Spanish families with small children arrived, the children freely and happily playing on scooters and bikes and with balls. All very relaxed in the early evening heat and no worries about getting the children to bed. The atmosphere was so relaxed we ended up having that second bottle of wine as is becoming a habit here. We had a break back at the apartment and went out for dinner much later, Simon and Pete having decided to brave one of the bars to watch England v Italy football match at midnight. Jack and I retired and left them to it. Apparently the bar was full of Italians and they won, so S and P were totally outnumbered.
The night buzzed on, the little square was still alive with people drinking, singing and generally enjoying themselves until the early hours. Cadizians seem a friendly happy lot and this picturesque old town with its narrow cobbled alleyways and port with huge liners docked for overnight stays seems to be a very content city.
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