We had booked 2 nights accommodation in
We wandered towards the river and found a restaurant. Once we looked at the menu we realised that we had no idea what any of it was. Despite consulting the phrase book neither of us could fathom the menu and in the end settled for McDonalds next door as the menu is thankfully universal!
From there we headed to the river to find some bars. We found 2 good ones. One Turkish feeling one and the other played great dance music which fitted the scene well. In the second bar we also discovered tinto de verano, red wine with fanta lemon. Very drinkable and a great refreshing drink in the heat.
Thursday was a day of sight seeing and checking out all the architecture and landmarks
In the evening we went in search of some nightlife. The square that was the night life capital according to the Rough Guide appeared to be consumed by road works and everything looked closed. So we wandered around and found another square that was pretty lively. There only appeared to be two very small bars but the square was teeming with people. So a few more tinto de veranos and we were sat people watching for the rest of the night.
On Friday we headed down to
Once the tide had disappeared and the sun began to set, we went to the supermarket to grab some bits to keep us going over the weekend and reduce the food bill, and headed into the town for the night for some food and to find the night life.
We wondered down to the beach in the town but unfortunately we had missed the sunset by the time we got there. After eating in a wonderful fish restaurant, we wandered around in search of some lively bars. After a while we gave up and settled for the bottle of wine we had bought earlier at the supermarket and a few games of cards (Sh*thead to be precise).
Saturday we decided to head across on the ferry to El Puerto Santa Maria to see what was over there not before we checked out the Roman ruins of an amphitheatre and fish salting factory. Once in El Puerto we decided to head to the beach as the tourist office was shut so we couldn’t get a map to see what else was about. The beach was a fair walk from the dock and by the time we had eaten and got onto the beach, the clouds had rolled in and wind had picked up so we ended up heading back to the dock to catch the ferry back to
On the way back we met Olaf, a guy from
We headed back to the Rock bar once it opened. When we asked for tinto de verano the barmaid asked if we wanted English glasses. Looking puzzled we said yes and were worried when she put to pint tankers on the bar. A few hours later, some great tunes from the likes of Led Zepplin, Iron Maiden, and metallica, and more drinks than I can remember, we were well on our way to drunkenness. We emerged from the bar into what appeared to be a parallel universe. The street was buzzing with life and bars had appeared from no where. Signs adorned the walls and music filled the air. Only trouble was we had drunk too much and wanted nothing more than to crawl into bed so instead of sampling Cadiz’s fantastic night life, we ended up going back to the hostel to bed.
Our Sunday in
Instead in the evening we opted for the local bars again. As it was Sunday though, not much was open so we found a nice bar and had a few drinks in there before heading back to the hotel for more cards.
It was an early start on Monday to catch the bus to Conil. However when we got to the bus station we realised that the timetable we had been looking at was for the weekend rather than in the week so we had an hour and a half wait for the bus.
Upon arrival in Conil we were accosted in the street by a Spanish lady who didn’t speak a word of English. From the vague Spanish I had picked up I figured out that she had a room to let, would we like to look at it. So we followed her round some back streets and she showed us a small home. It had a bedroom, living room, bathroom and small kitchen. The one thing that was appealing to me was the fridge as I saw it as another way to save some money. With the aid of the phrase book, we managed to negotiate the price down to 35 euros a night (what we had paid in
Bags dumped, Frisbee finally found in small shop, we headed to the expansive beach. The beach was huge and provided a great view of the town. We stayed for hours playing Frisbee and generally chilling out watching some of the body boarders and various other games taking place on the beach.
The evening kicked off with a torrential downpour and the much talked about night life in the rough guide appeared to have finished the weekend before we arrived. Undeterred we headed to the main square and found a lively bar with the most random music selection (Lighthouse family followed by 99 Red Balloons followed by Blue) but eventually settled into dance/r’n’b music for the remainder of our time there. We were completely confused when the DJ played Let’s get it started in here by the Black Eyed Peas only the lyrics were ‘Let’s get retarded in here’ (apparently this is the album version). A few drinks here and then we headed back to our apartment for cards and rest.
The weather took a turn for the worse on Tuesday. We woke to an overcast sky so opted to head to Vejer, a town with spectacular views. There wasn’t much there apart from the views so we eventually headed back to Conil. Luke had a siesta while I sat and read in the living room. Once awake again, we headed down to the beach but the weather was even worse than it had been in the morning so we took an extended walk in the hope it might clear a bit before we arrived down on the beach. On our travels we found where all the bars in the town were located so we knew were to head in the evening.
Eventually we arrived on the beach but a storm was brewing and the sky had become pretty dark. We decided to watch the storm out on the beach until it started to spit with rain. We wandered back to a bar on the beach but before going in tried to capture the lightning storm going on around us. We had been discussing earlier in the day how close you can get to lightning without dying. Whilst taking picture a bolt of lighting went across the sky directly above my head and I felt it go over my head in the same way if something flies past you at close range you feel it. In my mind I had got as close to lightning as I ever want to so we took refuge in the bar and watched the remainder of the storm.
Later in the evening once the rain had stopped and we had managed to head back to the apartment, we walked around the town to see what else was about. Turned out, not much. Whilst walking near the beach again, it started raining again. This time was impressive. Water was gushing round everywhere and the roads were turning into mini rivers. There is a video on my facebook page for those of you who are signed up to facebook. Once the rain had stopped and we had eaten we went in search of the nightlife. None of the bars were open in the road we had walked down early in the day but we did find a little cocktail bar. In there we met Louis and Chev, two lads from
Despite our original plan to stay 3 nights in Conil, because of the weather we decided to make an additional stop in
Later that night we wandered to a local bar where we got talking to a guy called Pablo. He had lived just outside of
On Thursday morning we took the bus back to
And there you have it. My first travelling holiday. I have to admit that I will never do a holiday any other way now. All I need when I go abroad now is my backpack, a phrase book, and a rough guide. Oh and a certain pocket monster!