After finishing the Tour I didn't want to get here whilst Halloween was on. The Spanish go mad. The site becomes noisey and .......yuck! I don't know why but it's only here that the Spanish take leave of their senses and behave like animals just freed from a cage! All sense and any form of control or respect goes out of the window so we wandered some more. Firstly we went to a lovely little seaside town of Aguilas and stayed at Camping Bella Vista. This is a lovely little Spanish site but no good for big rigs. The pitches are small and turning can be very tight. The toilets are old but clean and there is a lovely pool. There are only about 60 pitches so I believe "quaint" is the word. It's opposite some beautiful beaches and within walking distance if the town which is actually very big.
Lovely pool that we had to ourselves
Now there's only the British that would leave a steam train in the middle of Spain!
Apparantly we built a train line etc and pier so that we could take or buy their iron!
An important fort.
After Aguilas we went to another "new to us" site . It was really quite funny. I gave the Co ordinates to some friends so that we could meet up with them. Neither of us discussed timings or routes. We duly followed the sat nav. Murcia airport was getting closer and closer. ...I was driving so close to the runway I thought I would take off . .next thing I know I'm at the car park for the passenger terminal with a caravan on the back! "somethings not quite right here. Ignore the sat nav and turn around whilst I can" checking the rear view mirror "there's a bloody motorhome behind us!" chuntering for Britain under my breath at why another person would be so stupid as to park a motorhome behind me...."hang on. . that one looks familiar...it's John and Judy our friends. They too had followed the same Co ordinates. So just for a change we were lost. How we get out of Yorkshire I will never know . Off we go down this single file road
We'd just about taken a close examination of the passage terminal with the caravan now it was time for a runway! We stopped at the gates of camping Mar Menor . It really didn't look good so we checked in for one night only. We totally fell in love with the place. We went to sleep listening to the waves lapping on the Mar Menor and we woke up listening to them. Sheer bliss. The Mar Menor was more like getting into a bath than the sea. It was as different from La Manga as you could possibly get. Far from the airport being a nuisance it was great fun and entertaining. They never flew before 0845 and it was the turn of the Spanish equivalent to the Red Arrows. They would stop around 11 am to allow Ryanair and commercial flights in. Not that there were many. We became plane spotters and even went on line to see where they were coming from and going to! How sad?! You got a few flights in the evening but that was it. On Sundays was a special treat. The "white house" or Thai bar is open. Views to die for. Paella and a drink 5 euros! I had my canoe with me....the facilities were basic but what was there not to like about this place? 
A wonderful old fashioned pier with a beautiful restaurant. We gave in..British breakfast for 5 euros!
What a view to wake up to
The "white house "
The Mar Menor itself was like getting into a bath. I just fell in love with this place and really didn't want to leave.
We are now at Marjal Costa Blanca where things can't be more different. A concrete jungle, a camping city. All pristine and laid out. From one extreme to 5 star in the space of 50 miles. I do have to conceed here that the social life is fab and so are the people (well most of them!) We have moved pitches towards the back and are in a "no dog" area. This was not intentional but I love it! I actually sleep in on a morning as I'm not woken by dogs yapping that I don't own! I don't have to go to bed when their dogs do. People still walk their dogs through here because it never applies to their dogs though does it? ! As per usual "it's not the dogs. It's their owners! "
This claims to be a 5 star campsite but doesn't even have all its toilet blocks open which is sheer madness as it's the busiest time of the year and get this. ....most of my neighbours like me are happy to pay the going rate but they are all moving 2 or 3 rows back to join the camping and caravan club rally because it's cheaper and they get looked after better by marjal! I'm not the shrewdness businesswoman but surely someone has got their maths wrong as I don't think the camping club are doing this for the love of it and lose money! Hey Ho. I won't be joining and you certainly won't catch me on that train! lol
So we are here for 90 days and then to Morocco at the beginning of February to find more sun. I'm really looking forward to it. I love Europe but it's so different and good fun but I don't think my favourite band will be over there. Bella Luna. Totally amazing and so gifted. (not bad eye candy either but way too young!) They were at Marjal last Friday with a 4 course meal 14 euros! That is a crime! They are so good as was the food
"Unchained Melidy" was the best that I have ever heard it sang. Truly brilliant. If they are on anywhere near you GO!
Talking music sad old tart is excited I always go to the UK in the summer months and I've managed to get tickets to go to the outdoor theatre at Scarborough to see Sir Cliff with a friend. I know it's the two words "uk and outdoors" that worry me somewhat!" The first thing when buying the tickets it says "no umbrellas allowed!" Well that really gives me confidence for a lovely warm dry evening! End of June? But as Dave cheerfully says "he's getting on a bit now, This might be your last chance to see him!" Trouble is. .he might be right..worse still at my age I'm still going to a rock concert! Life in the old dog and all that!
So for the first time in months we are forecast rain here today. Probably a few drops and that will be it. Ahh well the caravan and car could do with a clean !
Whatever you are doing today have fun and stay dry!
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