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  • Day45

    Flinke Äffchen in Gibraltar

    September 19 in Gibraltar ⋅ ⛅ 20 °C

    Uiuiui, heut ging es das erste Mal mit einem englischen Guide on tour, so dass ich etwas übersetzen musste. Lief aber recht gut. Die Amtssprache in Gibraltar ist auch Englisch. Daher war der Guide gut zu verstehen.
    Während der Tour hatte ich dann ein paar Stunden Freizeit und bin zu einem Skywalk gelaufen. Die Schlumpfenuniform hat dabei wenigstens den Vorteil, dass man direkt an der Schlange vorbeilaufen kann und keinerlei Eintritt zahlen muss - egal ob ich mit oder ohne Gruppe unterwegs bin. Sehr praktisch. 😉Read more

  • Day60

    Die Great Siege Tunnels in Gibraltar

    October 4 in Gibraltar ⋅ ☀️ 24 °C

    Heute ging es auf historische Entdeckungsreise in Gibraltar. Der Höhepunkt sollte die Besichtigung der Great Siege Tunnels (Belagerungstunnel) sowie der WW2-Tunnel sein. Die in den Felsen geschlagenen Verteidigungsanlagen und die Geschützstellungen aus dem zweiten Weltkrieg beeindruckten sogar mich Geschichtsmuffel. Die dort stationierten Kanonen sind auch nach wie vor funktionstüchtig.
    Anschließend ging es noch zu einem spektakulären Aussichtspunkt von wo aus die extrem kurze Start- bzw. Landebahn des Flughafens zu sehen ist. Es ist zugleich die einzige Zufahrtsstraße nach Spanien. Nachdem die Flugzeuge gelandet bzw. abgehoben sind, wird die Bahn für Autos und Fußgänger freigegeben, so dass man die Bahn direkt überqueren kann um nach Spanien zu gelangen.
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  • Day60

    Die Äffchen von Gibraltar

    October 4 in Gibraltar ⋅ ☀️ 25 °C

    Die berühmten Berberaffen dürfen natürlich auch nicht fehlen.
    Eine Legende besagt übrigens, dass die britische Herrschaft in Gibraltar beendet sei, sobald der letzte Affe den Felsen verlassen hätte.

  • Day15


    May 2 in Gibraltar ⋅ ⛅ 17 °C

    Mit dem Fahrrad vom Campingplatz ging es heute nach Gibraltar. Die Zollkontrolle war kein Problem, noch sind die Briten ja in der EU! 😂 In der Stadt ist es recht voll, aber es gibt hier Fish & Chips und englisches Bier.

  • Day7

    Gibralta, Spain

    July 22 in Gibraltar ⋅ ⛅ 24 °C

    We could feel the ship docking this morning at about 6am. Can't really feel ocean movement at night but we can feel slight motor vibrations.

    Walked into the town which took about 25 minutes. Very quaint. Cobblestoned and very British looking but with a lot of Spanish as well. Interesting place. Cool that everything is dutyfree so I got my new fav perfume for almost NZD50 cheaper! Yeah. Robin got a pair of white shorts - very Europeans 😉

    We had a tour booked for 1.30pm but we missed it. We're going to see the monkeys and look through som WW2 caves. Wasn't entirely our fault. We went to the meet up point 15 mins early, but there were just a bunch of guys smoking; no tour signs. So we moved on a bit, waited, nothing, back to ship, nothing, back to pick up point 5mins late, he was gone! Phoned tour company and they credited us. Learned to just trust our gut and stay put.

    Oh, well, more pool time.

    Dinner in the set dining room and we heard about everyone's Gibralta experiences.
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  • Day15


    July 12, 2018 in Gibraltar ⋅ ☀️ 22 °C

    We drove from Ronda to Gibraltar this morning. It is a two hour drive through a mountainous region of the most spectacular countryside. Southern Spain in rugged and grand. As we descended from the mountains towards the Mediterranean Sea, we passed many luxury resorts in the hinterland with fantastic views of the famous coastline.

    We parked the car in La Linea and walked through customs into Gibraltar. The small region of Gibraltar is still English territory and has been since 1770. The strategic location is a key to controlling the maritime trade in the Mediterranean Sea. Half the worlds maritime trade passes through the narrow straight of Gibraltar, which is only 8 miles across (14km). One can clearly see Africa from Gibraltar and vice versa.

    The famous rock of Gibraltar took me by surprise. I was not expecting something so huge. It is a monster which just rises out of nowhere. It is a memorable landmark in an amazing location. It has seen a huge amount of history. Many naval fleets have passed by and some have even attacked the ruling power in Gibraltar, from Roman times right up to WW2. Hitler hatched a plan to take Gibraltar from the Brits but it failed. It was code named Operation Felix.

    We had lunch at McDonald’s near Gibraltar and were amused that the drive through was called McAuto.
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  • Day638

    Britain for the day (Gibraltar) #14

    March 26, 2018 in Gibraltar ⋅ ☀️ 14 °C

    The sun was shining and we were going on a day visit to Britain; Gibraltar to be precise! Gibraltar is the 14th country we'll explore on our 5 year tour. We made fast progress along the urban corridor that inhabited this stretch of Spain's southern shore. Doing the rat run along the dual carriageway, interspersed frequently by glorietas (roundabouts) we passed by luxury apartments clustered together in white and peach, palms and sculpted citrus trees and signs for Costa del Golf.

    The distinctive landmass grew larger each time we glimpsed it and we started to see GBZ number plates. Approaching the low flat land linking Gibraltar to Spain, we were funneled into lanes leading to the border. It was slow going but we waited in line with other visitors and Gibraltarians. When at a standstill we watched the driver ahead of us passing money to a man wearing a high-vis vest. By the time he reached our window Vicky had removed the passport wallet and her phone from the dashboard. 'You going to Gibraltar? You drive?' he asked. 'Yes' we replied, '20 Euros', 'What!?!' At our incredulous response (and possibly the sight of the dashcam filming him) the chancer made a hasty retreat, on to the next naive looking visitor! After crawling by two people begging with boards written in English we drove across the flat expanse of Gibraltar airport's runways and on to passport control. Lanes for vehicles with and without customs formalities merged into one; what a nightmare it must be for residents on the daily commute! Passports checked, we were pulled over and asked about the van's height and about the canoe. 'Is it for personal use? Are you just coming for the day? No engine?' They spoke to us in acceneted English and were keen to convey that camping was not allowed anywhere in Gibraltar, but did so in a friendly manner, telling us we could park anywhere and wishing us a good visit.

    As we drove around the narrow, shore hugging road, there was a high concentration of houses. All signs were written in English, although speed limits were still in kmph not mph and we were driving on the right. Another reminder of home came as we entered the Dudley Ward Way tunnel. It was two way but its low sides required us to drive in the middle, so we were thankfull it wasn't busy.

    It was easy to find a spot in the large car park at Europa Point and easy to catch the number 2 bus into Gibraltar city. Prices were displayed in both pounds and euros but we'd decided to have a 'British Day' so excitedly paid in the former. Will even got an over 60's discount! Now that we were formally in Britain, we weren't rankled by hearing English spoken and seeing it written, as we had been in Malága. Walking through town Vicky got a little over enthusiastic, snapping photos of red post boxes, British looking litter bins, Union Flags advertising today's British newspapers and British fish and chips. We chose The Royal Calpe pub for ours, washed down with a pint (yes, pint) of London Pride. All these things may seem very trivial and normal to those reading back in the UK, but having spent so much time away over the last 21 months, to have so many things that remind us of home, so far from England, was a novelty we enjoyed for the day. We'd probably have quite a different point of view if we were visiting as part of a 1 week holiday.

    After spending a little time pointing out highstreet shops such as Marks and Spencers, Debenhams, Early Learning Centre and Specsavers, we dodged the taxi drivers offering us lifts and took the cable car to the top station (there was no way we could have climbed up after those fish and chips!). The lift operator was friendly, pointing out the Spanish enclave in Africa as we rose up the steep hill to 412m and into the nature reserve. He explained that out of the 300 wild Barbary Macaques who occupy the upper rock, some could be cheeky, riding on taxis and hanging out in the busier tourist spots in hope of being fed, despite the authorities providing enough food for them everyday.

    Exiting the cable car into the Upper Rock Nature Reserve, we encountered these cheeky monkeys almost straight away. It was captivating to see them at such close quarters and reassuring that they appeared relaxed around us. Many were sedentary, sitting quietly on a wall or the road (Vicky nearly tripped over one she hadn't noticed!). Others were more interested in preening one another and the babies enjoyed wrestling and plucking bunches of yellow wood sorrel for a munch. We'd been told not to touch them and respected this, but looked on disapprovingly as other tourists made grabs for the babies as they posed for a photo.

    When we did manage to peal our eyes away from these amazing primates, the views were stunning. Below us the city hugged the lowland bordering the Straights of Gibraltar. Mainland Spain was on one side and Africa seemed so close on the other! It was exciting to see, but even more thrilling to think that we planned to be over there in Morocco in Martha Motorhome in two year's time!

    Huge steel cargo ships coalesced at the pinch point where the Atlantic met the Mediterranean, some of them moored, others set on their course. Consulting the map we began to make our way towards the Sky Walk; a glass platform erected on the far side of the steep cliff. Standing on it, we could see the ground falling away under our feet to the intensely azure sea 400m below. It was a good experience but busy, so we continued along a quieter path which afforded us views back over the jagged ridge of Gibraltar Rock. From then onwards there were few people, although we were occasionally passed by taxis that clustered around attractions such as St Michael's Cave and the Ape's Den half way down.

    The day was hot and we were keen to get back to Poppy, but the descent seemed to take a long time, especially so because of the poor signage. Reaching the city we soon found a bus stop for the number 2 and were on our way. It was interesting listening to the local Llanito being spoken. A mix of English, Spanish Genoese and some Portuguese, people would flip between this and pure English or Spanish.

    Thanks to the way we'd ventilated the van and raised its reflective blinds it had remained comfortable for Poppy and Vicky took her out while Will bought ice creams from the seller parked nearby. To end our time in Gibraltar we spent 20 minutes looking out at views of Africa and Spain from the (very windy) viewpoints at Europa Point.

    As we drove back through the tunnel and over the airstrip we reflected on what a good day we'd had in Gibraltar. It had been a little busy, but we'd enjoyed the novelty of spending our pounds, eating fish and chips and drinking a British pint. The Barbery Macaques had been spellbinding and the views of the rock itself and of the intercontinental straights were incredible.
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  • Day8

    British Gibraltar

    April 10 in Gibraltar ⋅ ☀️ 14 °C

    Heute waren wir im britischen Städtchen Gibraltar an der spanischen Küste. Ich wollte eigentlich auf den Ape Rock hoch aber die Schlange an der Seilbahn war soo lang, dass ich das in meiner freien Zeit nicht geschafft hätte. Ich war dann im botanischen Garten und einem Wildlife Center und habe mir die Stadt angeschaut. Als Trost habe ich mir dann ein neues Pandora’s Charm mit einer Kompassnadel gekauft, symbolisch für meine Schiffs-Abenteuer. Die Kombi von britischem und spanischem Flair in der Stadt ist gewöhnungsbedürftig aber witzig. Auf jeden Fall ein Must See!Read more

  • Day1


    April 10 in Gibraltar ⋅ ☀️ 17 °C

    Gibraltar! É muito engraçado estar em Espanha e de repente, passa-se a fronteira e estamos numa rocha na ponta britânica mais a Sul da Europa onde se ouve falar inglês com um irrepreensível sotaque britânico. É uma pequena cidade inglesa com todas as suas características. Acabamos a jantar no Biancas, um simpático restaurante no porto, no complexo Ocean Village. Apontamento interessante: a cerveja Super Bock aparece na lista da cervejas especiais, pela módica quantia de 4£...Read more

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