Our first visitors arrive

Monday 20th and after breakfast; first things first, we had to find a car.   We had been advised that one had to hire from the recognised

Pepe

Pepe

car hire company at the airport who generally charge around US$40 per day + tax.  Normally that would have been fine but for 65 days, well!!!! So we went searching and eventually found a local outfit who gave us a weekly rate, including tax that worked out around US$25, that’ll do.  The car was delivered, and additionally the drop-off point can be the airport with no extra costs, very good.  Naturally for theses

Jolly Harbour

Jolly Harbour

rates it isn’t a brand new shiny model with only a handful of miles on the clock, no, it’s more of a yesterday car with about 90k miles on the clock, and though it rattles as it goes over or through the numerous potholes there are on the roads around here, it comes out the other side just like a brand new shiny one. 

For our first run out we went to Jolly harbour, a large marina and resort complex with numerous condos,

 Jolly harbour rentals

Jolly harbour rentals

golf course etc.,  where of course memories of our earlier trips aboard “Whitbread” and “ Anam Cara” came flooding back; oh well things have to move on.  On the way we bought ourselves a local SIM card, a far cheaper option than using roaming for local calls etc.    We sat in the waterside bar enjoying a couple of beers, reminiscing before we headed back.

Tuesday; Jeff and Hillary, friends from the U.K. fly in today but 8d1ce5ba-8fda-40b5-bf0c-b1bc6d2b1197unfortunately our car, known as “Pepe” is far too small so Christine elected to stay back at “the ranch”.   Prior to me heading to the airport we had a change around with furniture etc., to give us more room and make things “flow” properly.

After lunch I set off knowing the flight was predicted to arrive about 30 minutes ahead of schedule but when I arrived at the airport, an Air Canada flight running late piped them,and landed first so much of the

Geoff daydreaming over boats

Geoff daydreaming over boats

30 minutes gained was wasted. Naturally it didn’t end there as the Canadian flight, with over 200 people on board arrived into the immigration hall first!!!  the bottom line was a wait for well over an hour before they appeared.   Now to get into the car, a feat in its self and a jolly good job Christine stayed behind, there was definitely no space for 4 people with luggage for two!   Note to self, upgrade to a bigger car.  We had a quiet evening with the 4 of us getting acclimatised, after all we will be living in this quaint cottage for the next two weeks!!!

After a leisurely morning and a supermarket shop we headed to Darkwood beach, one of the 365 beaches in Antigua.  It was good to get into the sea, our holiday had now started, though it did take us a

Dark wood beach

Dark wood beach

little by surprise temperature wise, but we soon acclimatised!!  A not to healthy lunch was had on the beach and after another dip and a walk, we headed to Jolly harbour as we wanted to visit a travel agent and enquire about day trips to Montserrat and Barbuda.   Whilst there I took the opportunity to visit a broker and see what was for sale, fatal!!!!!   Arriving back at the house a larger car was delivered, still a yesterday one but far better.

 

English harbour

English harbour

Today we went to Nelson’s Dockyard at English Harbour for some history, always an entertaining place to visit and see how the other half live on their 150ft yachts crawling with crew.    This week also saw the Atlantic rowers arriving so there was a lot of activity on the quayside.   Today we had the healthy option, a picnic of salad,

English harbour

English harbour

cold meat and fruit on Pigeon point beach, number 2 of 365 where we also enjoyed the warm waters of the Caribbean looking across at all the boats moored in Falmouth Harbour; my mouth was drooling!

Driving to and from English harbour in the

English harbour

English harbour

larger car was much more of a pleasure, comfortable, leg room and a tiny bit more “poke” all added to the day’s enjoyment.i

The weather forecast for today, Friday, is overcast, though still around 27-degrees with showers so a morning of chores and shopping took place. Unfortunately our fridge is rather small, especially for 4, so daily shopping is a must.  After an early lunch accompanied by a tropical rain shower, we headed back to jolly harbour to book a trip to Montserrat for next week.  This was followed by a trip to “Ffryes beech”, number 3 of 365. This mile long beach of white sand was

Dispute the clouds, it was a lovely swim

Dispite the clouds, it was a lovely swim

completely empty,  due to the inclement weather we suspect but it was stunning nevertheless and we enjoyed a rather long time in the warm Caribbean water.  Today also saw me trying to contact a yacht broker to view a particular yacht that is for sale here, “head and heart”, but unfortunately the brokerage was closed, Christine thinks she got away with this one!!!!

Driving here in Antigua is very interesting, apart from dodging all the pot holes, one has to dodge the other cars, vans, taxis and buses that

So many empty beaches

So many empty beaches

try and attack you; rules, what rules, still it’s all good fun, ant thanks to SatNav, one doesn’t have to keep looking for signposts that don’t exist.

Tomorrow we head for beach 4 of 365

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We’re Off

Friday 17th January and though we weren’t in any particular hurry, excitement, mixed with trepidation woke us up.  Yesterday Alicanté airport had been closed due to a major fire on Wednesday afternoon causing massive disruption and chaos, with aeroplanes ending up everywhere. Apparently our local airport, Murcia, looked like Heathrow with planes parked everywhere.   

Fire at Alicante Airport

Fire at Alicante Airport

And the appointed hour Jim arrived and we went for a Menu Del Dia in the village prior to heading to the airport.  Fortunately Marian and Martin had gone through Alicanté earlier in the day and gave us an update; partially working, much chaos, especially where in the cars drop off area, limited flights, and no air bridges in action, but worst of all the VIP lounges were closed!   We had also checked out Vueling website and our flight was still scheduled for departure.   

Heading off to Alicanté feeling good, Christine was checking the paperwork and suddenly discovered our ESTA’s were out of date, I couldn’t believe it as I knew I’d checked them earlier when we originally booked, I could only offer a pathetic excuse, ie “age” but one starts to wonder!!!   A swift turnaround to collect the laptop so we could apply when in Antigua but, this also meant the extra time we’d built in for any chaos we may encounter at Alicanté had gone.  

Blasting down the motorway, speed limits, what speed limits? We arrived at the airport and to our astonishment the drop off area was virtually empty, good start.   Arriving at the checkin desk, no queue, wonderful.  Oh well so far so good but no doubt Security will “stuff” us, or will they? No, it was a very small queue so we were through very quickly, result.   The transformation from this morning was amazing and we had time to spare.

Good flight watched Downton Abbey

Good flight watched Downton Abbey

Our flight was called and as scheduled we departed virtually on time, our earlier worries were un-founded, well done to the staff and operators of Alicanté airport.

Touching down in the cold and damp UK, we collected up all our bags and headed to the airport hotel for a short night!

Up early and headed straight to the BA check-in desk and after only a few minutes we were checked in and headed straight to the worst part of any airport, security.   What greeted us?  A very long queue you would have expected but no, straight into the Hall and immediately onto the security belt, unbelievable, never been known to man before, what’s happened at Gatwick airport I wonder!   OK breakfast beckoned, so straight to the lounge to sit and eat in comfort!!   We were really surprised how well everything was going, everything seemed to good to be true and of course it was.   At the appropriate time we headed to the gate to board and was greeted upon arrival by an announcement stating there was a “technical issue” with our aeroplane which would cause a delay of at least an hour.    d258af46-18f4-417e-be64-816246a583ff

Whatever the “technical issue” was, it got sorted and we boarded within the hour, good, we’ll done BA but then after we were all seated, he pilot came over the PA telling us there was ice on the wingtips and until it had been de-iced, we weren’t going anywhere, oh dear still a glass of bubbly came round so all was not lost!   Half an hour later and we were in the air, yeah we’re really on our way now.

After a reasonably comfortable flight we touched down in Antigua, our home for the next two and a half months.  Collecting our bags and clearing formalities was a doddle so headed for a taxi.   Here you don’t just go to a taxi rank, you go to a “dispatcher”, tell him your destination, he gives you a piece of paper with the cost on and organises a driver who duly arrived and we loaded.   As we were just about to leave we were stopped and two more couples joined us.   Our fare was US$16, now with three couples the driver was paid US$48, a good amount for half-an-hour’s work!

Small but adequate

Small but adequate

We were greeted at our “cottage” by the owners mother who showed us around and organised her husband to run us up to the local major supermarket where we collected enough provisions to get us over the weekend.   The distance to the supermarket + carrying bags back means we need a car, full stop!

How to describe our cottage; interesting, quaint, rustic, adequate, cosy and just right.   If you remember the Morecambe & Wise show with Andre Previn and the piano scene.  Morecambe was playing the piano badly and when questioned, he told Previn that he was playing all the right notes but not necessarily in the right order; that scene came straight into my head as we first wandered about the cottage.   It needs a thorough upgrade, but if this was done, we wouldn’t be here as it would join the other rental properties on the island, very expensive!!  

Our first night, though strange with noises of “critters” we were unfamiliar with, was fine, and Sunday was all about sorting ourselves out.  In the afternoon we needed some exercise so walked the mile and a half to Dickinson bay and had a couple of beers, and  reminded ourselves what the white sandy beaches looked like.  Fortunately for us, the hour or so we were in the beach bar the sun was shining, but

Beautiful beaches, sun and Carib what else could we wish for

Beautiful beaches, sun and Carib what else could we wish for

both on the way to the beach, and on the way back, we were drowned by tropical rain showers, it was like being under a hot shower.  On the way back we quickly came to the conclusion we were just too far away from everything so a long term car hire was definitely needed and upon our return set about researching all the possibilities available. 

Tomorrow we can start relaxing and get on with our “ordeal” !!!!!!!!!!!

P.S.   We understand from our friends in Spain that the day after we left, Alicanté airport was closed again; we were very lucky to get into the short open “window”

P.P.S.   We have also missed the Goto Frier currently attacking Spain!

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The Last Leg

Apart from the dismissal display from the drones, we thoroughly enjoyed our time in Bruges over the new year, it was a very good decision to go there.

Just a few of the Caves

Just a few of the Caves

Thursday we were up at the crack of dawn as we have an all day drive, just under 1,000Km drive to get to Châteauneuf-du-Pape so we’re waiting for the breakfast restaurant to open, that’s definitely a first for us!   In the mean time we’d loaded the car and settled our account. 

We hit the road at 0800hrs as planned, and headed south-west on a very damp, miserable and overcast day.  To give us any chance of

Lovely narrow streets

Lovely narrow streets

getting to Châteauneuf-du-Pape within a reasonable time we had to use “péage”  as often as possible.   Because Christine couldn’t drive it was down to me so stopped for a couple of coffees occasionally!

We left in darkness and arrived in darkness and with Châteauneuf-du-Pape being an old small village where the streets are extremely narrow,  it was challenging to say the least, especially as our SatNav took us to a small, narrow cul-de-sac as our destination.   A ‘phone call to our lodging for the night was also interesting as the “lady of the house”  didn’t speak English and our “school-boy French” 1a6125eb-99fe-4911-aff0-d430868be4aecouldn’t cope.   I drove to the nearest bar and managed to “persuade” the lady behind the bar to ‘phone the hotel proprietor, tell her where we were, and could she come and get us as nobody in the bar had heard of the place we were staying; scary or what?  By the time I had thanked everybody for their help, this very smart woman turned up and the “three” of us got into the two front seats: the back was chock-o-block.  She directed us back to within a few meters from where we were originally,  so SatNav wasn’t too bad.  Her “hotel” was in this narrow street with zero room for parking so we were directed to the local municipality car park, but was full!  She then showed us some waste ground where other cars were parked, so this was it, we where we parked: not the most secure bearing in mind we had a car full of stuff, and all on show!  We now

B & B

B & B

walked back to her establishment, a private house with one “suite”: obviously this one “suite” supplemented her income.  I would describe our abode for the next two nights as a “Rustic Boutique Hotel”, everything was there including an sitting room, though I use the word “sitting” loosely.   After arrival we ate a couple of rolls we had made at breakfast, in case we got hungry en-route; we then headed back to the bar that had been so helpful earlier as a thank you.

In spite of our surroundings we had a comfortable night and a very nice French breakfast.   Our task today, Friday, was to rest, taste some Châteauneuf-du-Pape wines, buy some and have an excellent lunch.   We accomplished all our tasks, though got carried away with what we bought, special “occasion“ bottles that can also be put down.   Whilst at lunch and going through the wine list we noted a label from one of the bottles we purchased several years before and noted the price of 5e54234b-9f5b-4dc2-b5ca-a2a5627eb763€45, ah we thought, we probably only paid about €15, what an investment and decided to order one.  The waitress queered this order and asked if we were serious, why we asked, and she said it was a 1961 vintage and it wasn’t €45, it was €450!  It had been on the list so long, the zero had faded!!!  Wow, what a lucky escape.

We returned to our Rustic Boutique Hotel with every intention of going out again later but just couldn’t be bothered, after all we had completed our tasks and also had been to Châteauneuf-du-Pape before on many occasions.  Our evening went quickly playing crib etc.fae3989f-272a-4316-88dc-74c53fc816da

Saturday morning after a leisurely breakfast we hit the road, today we only have a short hop, 450kms about 5 hours and when we get back into Spain, Christine can drive again?

We arrived at our hotel, 4kms from the AP-7 early afternoon and immediately went food shopping, tomorrow and Monday are red days, so nothing is open.   We then wandered around looking for somewhere we could eat later.

Early evening we ventured out to a restaurant we had “clocked” earlier and ordered a plate of mixed cooked meats and a plate of grilled vegetables.   When the meal arrived, it looked appetising and we both dived straight into the vegetables as we felt we had been deprived of them; everywhere we went, especially in Bruges, it was chips with everything and we were fed up with them.  Our meal plus a starter, desert and a bottle of very drinkable wine came to €39: this was bliss as previously we never seemed to get out of any restaurant with a bill of less than €110, like-for-like.   This is why we live in Spain.

The hotel we’re in will be very handy on many occasions in the future when travelling by car and for future reference it’s the 

Hotel SB Express:  

Placa de les Corts Catalans, 4a3966270-2bb7-4b35-b45d-5faa121c3a8d

43005 Tarragona”

A modern comfortable hotel on the lines of an Ibis

Being Sunday we had a gentle run home, arriving back to a mountain of post and in time to watch the nail-biting match, Wasps V Saints. Before un-burdening the car, my goodness it needs a valet!!!!!!

p.s.   As we opened the post Christine leapt for joy as her new driving license had arrived???

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Bruges

Monday morning, 30th December and our escape from the U.K. started, albeit not quite as early as we intended!  We were very concerned, firstly it’s Monday,  then going on the M25 and followed by the Dartford crossing, three potentially regular hold-ups that we may encounter.  Fortunately traffic was fairly light for a Monday Morning, the M25 was running well, the Dartford crossing was clear so we made excellent time allowing us to stop for a coffee on the M2 services.

Arriving at a very empty Dover, checked in and waited to board a

One of the bars we visited

One of the bars we visited

DFDS truckers ferry to Dunkirk.  Two hours later and after a very smooth crossing we were in France heading to Bruges a about an hour up the road.

Our hotel is right in the centre and driving through the extremely narrow cobbled streets, full of Pedestrians and being attacked by

The square by day

The square by day

hoards of bicycles turned out to be quite a challenge though unknown to us, our biggest challenge was yet to come.  We arrived at the hotel entrance and Christine went to do a recce whilst I stopped the traffic.  Very quickly she came out with instructions as to where the parking area was: behind a brown door back down the road.  Off we went again to circumnavigate the one way system again  arriving back to the hotel and the “brown door”.  Turning in we soon realised that we had no chance of getting through at an angle due to it being so narrow.  So I reversed back out, stopping more traffic, again, and manoeuvred the car so I was facing the entrance at ninety degrees, I then had to bring the wing mirrors in as we squeezed through with a “coat of paint” clearance on both sides; still we were in, and more importantly don’t have a long trek to a public car park; thank the lord Christine booked a space as there are only 6 available.

The square bynight

The square bynight

That evening after wandering around the old Market square that had a large “Christmas market” before we returned to a restaurant close to our hotel that looked very busy and had exactly what we both fancied, copious amounts of mussels.   After a thoroughly enjoyable meal we waddled  back to the hotel for the night.   It’s time we got back onto our diets, this eating nonsense has to stop PDQ!

After a hearty breakfast we headed out to see Bruges in daylight, last night the place was heaving and this morning it’s no different.   Our first task was to do a recce for tonight so headed out to t Zand, a very large modern square just outside the old town where everything is going to kick off around 2230hrs.  Whilst there we had a coffee where we discovered the waitress had lived in Alicanté for 14-years, but had

Our carriage awaits

Our carriage awaits

come back to Belgium to earn sufficient money to buy a property back in Spain: Northern European Wages V Southern Spanish Property prices, good luck to her.   Whilst enjoying our refreshments and as we looked through the window into t Zand we decided we should book a table for the evening to be “on-the-spot”.

After our morning’s excitement we headed back to the Christmas market and take a horse-drawn carriage ride around the old town, this way we get a feel of the place without wearing out one’s shoe leather!   Fortunately we didn’t have to wait too long for our carriage driven by a very pleasant lady and pulled by a 7941ed6e-5059-469c-a20e-a1f0cb7d4f2dhorse named “Vic”.  Listening to her commentary about Bruges one starts to realise just how much history there is in this city and that it was originally established in the Bronze and Iron Age, though it became established by Julius Caesar in the first century BC.  It has had a very chequered history since then, but today it is a beautiful place to visit with its narrow cobbled streets, 21 churches and numerous hotels.

After a brief “nap” back at the hotel we headed off to the restaurant in t Zand where we had a very pleasant evening though the food wasn’t the best; the menu looked good but let’s be generous, we’ll put it down to the extra burden of New Years Eve.  

  • We were in the square with perhaps another 15/20-thousand other 0aed696f-eaa3-4d34-acf7-2974d371999arevellers all singing along to the band up-front on the big stage waiting for the clock to countdown.  We had also been told that this year because of global warming etc., etc., etc., instead of fireworks they were introducing a display of laser drones as an experiment that if effectual would be the way forward.    Just before midnight 42-blue drones arrived; firstly they formed a square in the sky before they did the countdown to 1200 o’clock, they then changed colours a few times before they
    Prefer fireworks

    Prefer fireworks

    repositioned themselves to light up “2020” in the sky, they then left! 

The atmosphere was great, the singing was “interesting” as they had to have songs in Flemish, Dutch, French, English and German but the drone show was a total damp squid, something drastic needs to change if it is to take off.   

Leaving the square we headed back to the room in time to watch the London fireworks from the Thames embankment, far better, perhaps this is where we need to be next year!

New Year’s Day, and after breakfast we felt a good long walk was called for so headed out to circumnavigate Bruges along 12-km of the canals. 05ff00f5-2a43-45b4-af70-95b98035f76b Bruges has most of its medieval architecture intact, making it one of the best preserved medieval towns in Europe.  The historic centre has been a UNESCO World Heritage Site since 2000.  Amongst the notable sites is the Church of Our Lady whose brick spire reaches a staggering 115-meters making it the world’s second highest brick tower.  There are also 360-steps one can 58d50cc3-9802-41b3-a9e0-1a52d6a6a7cfuse to reach the top and have an amazing view of Bruges, we declined to climb up!  And when up there one can get deafened by the 47-bells ringing out.    This church also claims to hold Michelangelo’s only sculpture of “Madonna and Child” outside Italy

We enjoyed our much needed walk after which a very late (1300hrs) mid-morning coffee was needed!  An hour or so later we fell into an Italian restaurant for a lighter “than recently experienced” lunch

Geoff found the only Irish bar in town

Geoff found the only Irish bar in town

followed by a walk back to our hotel.

Out of all the places we’ve eaten, our first restaurant was the best and we only stumbled upon that by chance though I must say we are surprised by how expensive everything is here; a tourist place

One of the beautiful squares

One of the beautiful squares

though!

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