Having
survived the journey back to WJ3 we set sail in a fine breeze and headed back
to the Spanish Costa del Sol. We hoped
for a little more warmth in the sun as we headed east and found it in
Fuengirola (Fwen grrr oh la). This
friendly marina and beach side tourist resort (full of poms) would be our visit
base for trips off into the hills to visit a couple of famous white villages,
mostly of Islamic origin, dating back as far as 711.
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| Narrow & very white streets |
First, and
easiest to reach, was Mijas, a neat,
tiny oasis that somehow managed to cling to a steep and rocky hillside. We were easily able to negotiate our way
around narrow, white streets, succeeded in escaping most of the numerous craft
sellers unscathed, before finishing up at the old church beyond the bullring. I imagine one needs to pray rather seriously
before stepping in front of a prancing, angry bull.
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| Belltower |
The bullring wasn’t open but a tiny, badly lit museum was, so we paid our dues and ventured in. Once through the curtain, our gaze was met by vacant glassy eyes of famous conquests who had been preserved for their show of valour in the ring. (Bulls not matadors that is!) By comparison, costumes worn by handsome matadors were tiny (only in size) but beautifully decorated. Bull fighting must be quite the spectacle and an art form in one. We will never see a performance though.
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| The first fight is to get through the souvenir sellers... |
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| I'm sure I've seen that man before... |
To: Fuengirola, Spain Lat/Long: 36:32.45N 4:37.02W Date/Time: 11/06/13: 1645
Time Taken: 60nm (9.5hrs) Distance (this year): 267.5nm (42.5hrs)
Distance Total (since 2008): 11092.5nm Weather: SW10-15kts; 0.5m swell; warming up
Fastest Speed: Motor & sail doing 7.4kts at best
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