A night in El Masroig

I didn’t think we would make it comfortably to our final destination so whilst parked in the services we found a free Motorhome aire in the town of El Masroig.
Even according to the description there is nothing in this town except the wine shop because the town is run as a cooperative. Whilst sitting outside of Wanda I waved at an old boy walking past and he came over and started a conversation. I told him I only spoke a little Spanish but that didn’t deter him from telling us about his Motorhome, the fact that he was 80 years old, and was I going to the wine shop? It was a nightmare and even when I said it was lovely to meet you and bye he carried on talking knocking my confidence even more. If only he’d asked me if I wanted a cat or a dog or even to book him a table for dinner I’d have been fine.
Wandering through the town it looks run down and closed but there were lots of children playing and absolutely no cars. There were also no shops except for a pharmacy.
When we got back to Wanda there must have been 10 children talking to the other motorhomers, the couple next to us were German and then there was a Dutch couple. We stopped to speak to everyone and the kids were learning Dutch, German and now English and we were all learning Spanish. Now I know how far I’ve got to go to actually have a conversation with anyone.
Our aire here is free, with free water and grey and black waste and we have a beautiful Mountain View and even though Ellie and I aren’t very sociable this is definitely the friendliest town we’ve ever been too. Everybody wants to speak to you.Weiterlesen