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    • Dag 94

      Galizien

      18. april 2023, Spania

      Bin an meinem Traumplatz. Seit vier Tagen hält er mich und ich will einfach nicht weiter. Doch in einer Woche will ich in Bilbao sein und das sind dann noch etwa 600 km die vor mir liegen. So genieße ich heute noch das meeresrauschen und den Blick durch die Bäume auf das Meer und den wunderbaren Strand.Les mer

    • Dag 24

      Cow-boy

      4. juni 2023, Spania ⋅ ☀️ 18 °C

      Es war erwähnt, es war eine wage noch nicht komplett entschiedene Absicht, es sind bis dato nur 99 %.....
      ........

      Ich halts allgemein und auch mit keinerlei bösen oder vorwurfsvollen Aussage.

      Doch es gibt es noch, das eine %. Es gibt sie noch, meine ausgestreckte Hand zur Aussprache, es gibt sie noch, ausstehende Fragen und Antworten.

      Es gibt sie noch, die angelehnte Tür aus dem Fußstapfen " Tag der Türen ".

      Ich konnte und kann es nicht in Finisterre beenden. Aber ich bin für meinen Teil geklärt und halte eben meine Hand hin.

      Es gäbe ihn und das ganze nicht, denn Klaus verschenkt erstens sein Herz nicht allzu oft,eher ganz selten, und wäre er zweitens nicht so ein schöner, a wie außen oder b vielmehr auch innen, wäre er mir eigentlich nie ein Wort wert gewesen.

      Und den gibt's auch noch. Einen meiner Lieblingsfilme,..... : denn

      Alles was jemals über die Liebe geschrieben wurde- ist wahr.

      Shakespeare schrieb die Reise endet, wenn zwei Liebende sich finden. Was für eine außergewöhnliche Vorstellung. Ich persönlich habe nicht mal ansatzweise so eine Erfahrung, aber ich glaube Shakespeare schon.

      Ich denke jeden Tag über die Liebe nach, mehr als mir gut tut.

      Shakespeare schrieb aber auch: Liebe macht blind.

      Für viele ist die Liebe selbstverständlich.

      Manche haben sie durch Tod des anderen schlichtweg verloren.

      Liebe kann natürlich auch gefunden werden und sei es nur für eine Nacht.

      Und dann gibt es noch eine Liebe. Die schwierigste von allen. Die die ihre Opfer fast umbringt.

      Die unerwiderte Liebe. Und darin bin ich wiederholt - Experte.

      Viele Geschichten und Romane handeln von zwei sich ineinander verliebenden Menschen. Doch was ist mit unseren Geschichten? Was ist mit uns nicht Gesehenen? Wir sind die ungeliebten.

      Ja Sie betrachten mal wieder so ein Opfer und ich habe ihn vom ersten Moment 2013 an geliebt.

      Es ist nicht wichtig, wie oft man mit Freunden zusammen was trinken geht um sich abzulenken. Nicht wichtig wie oft man sich eine neue Frisur zulegt.

      Und doch kommt man wieder und wieder nach Hause, schließt die Türe, merkt seine Einsamkeit und seine einseitige Liebe.

      Sinngemäßes Zitat aus einem meiner Lieblingsfilme - The holiday - und doch so wahr.

      Und irgendwann bricht man zu neuen Ufern auf, und verloren geglaubte Puzzelteile seiner Seele kehren nach und nach zu dir selbst wieder zurück. Machen dich wieder zu dem Menschen der du bist.

      Gibt's dann doch noch die 1% Erleuchtung? Selbst wenn, was wäre dies in Bedeutung? Zum Stricherschlumpf werd ich nicht, auf dem Silbertablett serviert zweimal nicht.

      Es ist auch nicht, dass ich den Horizont nicht hätte, das Gegenüber zu verstehen oder zu akzeptieren. 14 ist man auch nicht mehr.

      Lediglich eine Aussprache, eine Kommunikation auf einer Ebene, zuviel der Erwartung? Oder eine Selbstverständlichkeit?

      Wie auch immer, meine Hand ist ausgestreckt. Ich werde es erfahren.

      Wegen der Hand konnte ich und möchte ich nicht in Finisterre einen einseitigen Abschluss setzen. Aber ich weiß was mir wichtig ist, an dir und vor allem mittlerweile auch an mir.

      Klaus-Peter
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    • Dag 23

      Larino, Praia de Larino

      25. august 2022, Spania ⋅ ⛅ 21 °C

      Jetzt machen wir zuerst mal Urlaub vom Urlaub!
      Einsamer Strand für uns allein mit wilden Wellen.
      Ausblick vom WoMo gleich aufs Meer.....bis dann die gewaschene Wäsche den Blick versperrt ;-)
      Der Strand für Surfer ist gleich um die Ecke: Praia Do Ancoradorio
      Besonders schöne Atmosphäre auf dem Campingplatz Ancoradorio
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    • Dag 11

      Day 11 - Paddling with Dolphins

      21. juni 2023, Spania ⋅ ☁️ 22 °C

      Hallelujah, a decent nights sleep for both of us. After breakfast we headed down to the beach which is literally on our doorstep for the first time. After checking all the options up & down the beach, we settled on a spot just below our tent. We pretty much decided there and then that this would be our spot for the next four days.

      We paddled out into the sea & wow, whilst we were knee deep, a pod of dolphins cruised past about 30 yards in front of us & actually put on a show of leaping out of the water. (It could have almost been an surreptitious midnight visit to Brighton Aquarium in the early eighties!!!). It was magical, but sadly I did not have a camera or phone with me or even with us on the beach. You’ll have to trust us that this is true!!

      Lunch consisted of a couple of ice cold large beers on the campsite cafe verandah, which was the perfect location looking out over the beach & bay. It was made even more perfect by the fact that the large beer cost just €3 & it came with complimentary nibbles, a bowl of green olives.

      The afternoon was spent on the beach, on dolphin watch to try & swim with them, but there was no hide or hair of them. At 6pm, we returned to camp & did what we vowed that we were not going to do……we got in the car and drove back to the Eroski supermarket in Muros. We bought a spare toothbrush, toothpaste, an apple danish, 2 litres of red wine & 14 litres of white wine, all for just under €30. We are not returning to the supermarket again.

      Dinner was more chill con carne with salad & Jackie’s garlic bread using the artisan bread left over from breakfast. After a couple of wines we hit the sack. All this sitting around in the sun doing absolutely nothing is exhausting!!!

      Song of the Day : Swim with the Dolphins by The Mission.
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    • Dag 13

      Day 13 — San Juan Festival

      23. juni 2023, Spania ⋅ ☀️ 27 °C

      The morning started with a drama, I went to get my wash bag to clean my teeth & couldn’t find it anywhere. We turned both the tent and the car upside down to no avail. I then popped up to the campsite reception & had a stupid conversation with 2 blokes who didn’t speak a word of English. Luckily the owner, Ellie, seemed to understand what I had lost & returned with my missing wash bag. Evidently, I had left it by the washing up sinks the previous evening after having a shower. That will teach me to try and multitask!!

      After another morning on the beach, we headed up for our usual beers on the verandah, but horror of horrors, Geoff & Veronica were sat in OUR seats. And to make matters worse, Geoff even acknowledged that they were sat in our seats. The bloody cheek of it!

      We had our usual couple of ice cold beers, a portion of chips & complimentary ham & cheese croquettes, whilst we put the world to rights with G & V.

      After another afternoon in the sun, we retired early for the big event, the San Juan Festival. Throughout Spain, the summer solstice is celebrated on the 23rd June every year, known as the San Juan Festival, with big fires blazing on the beaches. To celebrate, the campsite was putting on a free buffet for the campers & a requisite fire.

      At 8.15pm, we joined Gillingham G & V on the campsite veranda. We ordered a large beer each & Jackie went off in search of the free buffet. She came back with a plate of chicken & sausages for me & a plate of mussels & fried sardines for herself. An absolutely fantastic spread & all the more tastier because it was free. Between the four of us we bought & consumed four bottles of red wine.

      Around 11pm, the staff asked us to go out to the car park where a small fire was ablaze. We were given a hot toddies (or two) and we stood around the fire. A few people including the manageress, Ellie, jumped or stepped over the fire, maybe it’s the tradition. The highlight was one half-wit jumped over the fire, but somehow managed to sit back down into it, then jumped up frantically patting his backside.

      That should have concluded the evening, but G & V invited us back to their super plush motor home for more red wine. We, probably Jackie, was being loud and raucous, because sometime around midnight a Spanish man in the neighbouring motor home poked his head out of the window & told us to “Shut up “. We continued drinking until 12.45am apparently, I don’t actually remember getting home to bed.

      It had been a very enjoyable evening & a good laugh with G & V.

      Songs of the Day : Honour the Fire by Killing Joke.
      Sometime Around Midnight by Airborne Toxic Event.
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    • Dag 449

      La Cena

      11. august 2023, Spania ⋅ ☁️ 22 °C

      In der Bucht an der Punta de Aguieira brachte der Schiffskoch den Rauchmelder zur Auslösung.
      Es gab Bratkartoffeln, einen Tomaten-Salat, dazu Rioja.
      Dazu ein wenig Fleisch vom Rind. Auf dem Foto ist der Rest zu sehen, von dem bereits drei hungrige Segler genascht haben.
      Unsere innovative Mitseglerin möchte den mickrigen Rest morgen als Anlegesnack reichen.
      Die Zubereitungsart gibt's morgen!
      A guets Nächtle!
      Les mer

    • Dag 10

      Day 10 - The Rain in Spain…….

      20. juni 2023, Spania ⋅ ⛅ 19 °C

      Three times during the night Jackie re-inflated her airbed which makes a hell of a racket, particularly in the dead of the night. On top of this, my solar fairy lights were on crazy mode, which makes our pitch more like Blackpool Illuminations. Jackie informed me she was not sleeping on the airbed again.

      We finally awoke just before 10am, but to our horror we discovered that it was raining again, contrary to the weather forecast. Fortunately it seemed to be just a passing shower and minutes later we having coffee & a breakfast of artisan bread and jam. Everything was perfect until a black cloud loomed over, then burst. We ran for cover into our tent grabbing what we could as the rain hoofed down to the extent that a river was flowing past the door of our tent.

      I had had enough & with it still raining, I made a rash decision to immediately go & find a camping shop & buy a new airbed. I googled camping stores & ‘Oh god’, the nearest was a Decathlon in Santiago de Compostela an hours drive away & where we had been just the previous day. We bit the bullet & set off in the pouring rain like a couple of feral dogs, without a shower, cleaning our teeth or changing our clothes. Not our proudest moment.

      We stopped in Muros, a small harbour town, a couple of miles from the campsite & visited a hardware shop in the vain hope they might sell air beds. We came out with a small door mat, a back up bottle opener & a cheese grater……… as you do. We then visited a supermarket next door for more provisions. I had the one job of getting Jackie 3 litres of white wine, one bottle cost just 99 cents, so I treated her to others at the exorbitant cost of €1.99 each.

      We then drove the exact route to Santiago de Compostela & to the biggest Decathlon we had ever seen. After much umming & aahing about whether it would fit, we bought a a small double comfort airbed for me, as well as another rain jacket I didn’t really need, another pair of sunglasses and a cap & bikini top for Jackie.

      An hour later having driven through more rain we arrived back at our campsite in glorious sunshine & we vowed to not drive anywhere tomorrow, until we realised that I had bought just 1 bottle of white wine & 2 more bottles of red wine. Doh. In the remainder of the afternoon we faffed about deflating & inflating airbeds, whilst listening to the entire fifth day’s play in 1st Ashes Test that left me deflated at it’s conclusion.

      Jackie cooked up a huge pot of Chilli Con Carne, which we had with salad & bread. Jackie also fed a family of sparrows that multiplied by the minute.

      The evening finished nicely with a small pod of dolphins swimming up & down in the sea in front of us. I didn’t attempt to grab my camera having learnt from my less than successful attempt to photograph pink dolphins in Thailand.

      Song of the Day : Kingdom of Rain by The The.
      Les mer

    • Dag 20

      Tag 20

      20. april 2021, Spania ⋅ 🌧 14 °C

      Heute taten mir die Knochen weh & ich hatte Muskelkater. Liegt entweder an den Burpees, an 'bring Sally up' oder am headbangen. Oder einfach am Alter.. :)
      Am Abend konnte ich mich dann doch noch für einen Lauf aufraffen, Philipp hat in dieser Zeit Schlangenkunde betrieben (Python. Haha)
      Der Ausblick bei meiner Joggingrunde war fantastisch.
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    • Dag 12

      Day 12 - Camping Finally Sussed

      22. juni 2023, Spania ⋅ 🌙 20 °C

      We both slept through until 8.30am & were up & busy by 9.30am. After coffee WE took our dirty laundry to the on-site washing machines. It cost €3.50 for a full load & the washing machine added all the required detergents.

      We had our artisan bread & jam for breakfast, then returned, well Jackie did, to collect our clean clothes, whilst I was busy taking our beach stuff to the beach. We then had a morning of sunbathing & walking up & down the beach. The beach I would describe as wild & rugged & pretty much almost perfect.

      On our walk we were accosted by Geoff a fellow camper who was curious to know what I had seen through my binoculars. (To give this some context, I was using my binoculars to watch what was a potential drugs bust by the local coastguard out in the bay the previous day). It ultimately appeared to be just a routine check.

      Anyway Geoff was then interrogated by Jackie & she established that he & his wife, Veronica, had been in northern Spain & Portugal for the last 5 weeks in an RV & had literally done our itinerary but in reverse. Geoff promised to provide us with a list of the campsites they had used on their trip.

      Lunch was back in the café veranda for a couple of ice cold ones. We were given complimentary Serrano ham rolls, but we also ordered some papas fritas to accompany our lunch.

      The afternoon was perfect. The sun stayed out & the beach got busier, but not too busy, with locals. We finally left the beach at 6.30pm.

      Jackie created a gorgeous Arabiata pasta & salad for dinner, whilst I remained on dolphin watch with a glass or two of white wine. I washed up. During dinner, Geoff kindly provided us with the promised list of campsites that they had stayed at on their trip.

      For both of us it was the perfect day.

      Song of the Day : A Perfect Day Elise by PJ Harvey.
      Les mer

    • Dag 9

      Day 9 - Santiago de Compostela

      19. juni 2023, Spania ⋅ ☁️ 20 °C

      Woke up at 3am to find my airbed deflated so that my back was uncomfortably now on the floor, but my head and feet were in the air on air pockets. I pumped the airbed, but it slowly deflated again whilst I tried to get back to sleep. Not a great start to our first night camping.

      We awoke again around 9am to the sound of the forecast rain lashing down on our tent. Our bladders forced us out of bed and to the shower block. We then had a coffee in the on site cafe, then headed out for Santiago de Compostela an hours drive away or walking on a 4 day pilgrimage. We drove.

      An hour later we arrived in Santiago de Compostela, the final stop on the epic Camino de Santiago pilgrimage trail. Santiago is a unique city imbued with the aura of a millennium’s worth of journeys. Today some 300,000 Camino Pilgrims and many thousands of others venture here each year. I also read that most people consider Santiago de Compostela to be at it’s most beautiful when the stone streets are glistening in the rain. This was lucky for us because it was still blooming raining.

      We parked up in a tight spaced town centre multi storey car park, then headed into the pedestrianised Old Town. The magnificent Santiago de Compostela dominated the skyline & we headed towards it without a clear walking route planned.

      As we walked towards the cathedral, we found a very ornate church to visit & peruse the decor. We then continued towards the cathedral & located Praza do Obradoira, known as Workshop Square. This grand square is in front of the cathedral’s west facade & appears to be where the modern day pilgrims were congregating presumably following the completion of their trails. It is known as Workshop Square because this was where the stonemasons set up their workshops when the cathedral was being built.

      We entered the Cathedral & felt lucky to discover that a service was in progress, we found a suitable spot & sat & listened for about 30 minutes, which included a small section in English. It was still hard to follow what the vicar was saying, but he repeated the word ‘salvation’ on numerous occasions. We got the impression we were not allowed to take photos during the service, so I attempted to discreetly take short video clip on my phone with hopeless results.

      We then aimlessly wandered around the narrow stone streets & popped into the odd church for an enjoyable, but damp hour or so. It was an attractive old town full of interesting architecture with a constant soundtrack of bagpipes from the pipers located at sheltered vantage points to trap the tourists.

      Sufficiently pummelled with religion and the rain, we retreated to our car to return to the campsite. We stopped at a local Eroski Center supermarket & purchased provisions, mainly wine, but some food. The campsite was bathed in sunshine upon our return & we rearranged our gear to make the most of our pitch. Jackie then knocked up steak & salad, whilst I set up our solar lights around our tent & windbreak.

      We had an early night with Jackie offering to sleep on the deflating airbed, because she was lighter!!

      Song of the Day : Sweet Salvation by The Cult.
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