A welcome and a wander

We stopped by some fellow campers on our way to the beach and had a wee chat and were welcomed and offered a wee cuppa. They are from the Netherlands but have spent so much time in Scotland that they both speak with Scottish accents and use phrases like 'och aye'. Had a great chat with them. She uses a mobility scooter to get around. In their younger days, they toured Scotland and other places on their Goldwing bike, including the Lakes, and tried going over Hardknott Pass (1 in 4) with a motorbike pulling the scooter on a trailer. Three separate locals stopped at the bottom and advised them not to. It wasn't till the third one that they took heed. That was because it was advice from a fellow biker. They returned a few years later with their campervan and learnt from experience, and the wheels not fitting on the tarmac, that it really wasn't a good idea in a camper either.

Walking along the beach, there were quite a few people in one area collecting cockles, both in the water and along the shore.
The town was full of people still donning costumes and a whole bar taken up by dung beetles, who'd carefully placed their 'shells' whilst they ate.
We planned to eat at Casa Pedros on the way home but got the timing wrong. We're quite good at that.
I tried to use Spanish to ask if they were still open and if we could eat and mimed eating. The answer came in German so I tried my German and he said in German that we could eat, so we ordered drinks while we studied the menu. Then another chap came and spoke Spanish, we didn't understand but he made it clear they weren't serving food. It was a strange experience being served by a Spanish person who would only speak German and made no attempt to understand my Spanish, even though I told him in German that we are English. He came across as very odd. Not someone most places would want on their staff.
Hey ho, we came home and ate here.

It's Saturday so Spanish families come to camp at the w/e. It's quite interesting to see the difference in their style of camping. They fill every inch of the pitch. With tents, cars, caravans, long trestle tables, chairs, bikes, washing and people! It's quite funny to compare it with their neighbour in my photo. Just one vehicle with canvas on the roof.Leia mais