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Friday, 09 January 2009

Hmmm,

How frustrating, I had written a lovely rambling blog yesterday and lost it all due to my ancient computer i guess. I must change the big transistor, its throwing out a lot of heat.

Anyway, after researching what appeared to be the perfect area, there was nothing left to do but try it out for real. So accomodation booked, car booked flight booked, we set out on a cold English morning to Stanstead, destination Almeria. Malaga is also an option I have since used and at a pinch Granada (but hard to get direct flights.) I love Almeria airport, it is so small and coming down the steps reminds me of those old clips of the Beatles arriving in America, with all the screaming fans up on the balcony. It is exactly the same except no Beatles, no screaming fans and its not America, exactly the same! 

We were in and out of the airport in twenty minutes, collected the car (small but perfectly formed) and on route through Almeria city along the coast road towards Malaga. The scenery changed rapidly from industrial to plastic wrapped! Miles and miles of tomato greenhouses, the plastic sheeting industry must be booming. After about an hour the greenhouses were starting to thin out, then we saw the turn off for Albunol and La Rabita (more about LR later).

As we headed into the busy town of Albunol, I made a mental note of all the shops and facilitys, there seemed to be everything you might need in the way of shops, banks etc. The only criticism of Albunol is the unfeasably narrow high street. Getting stuck up it halfway with a cement truck bearing down on you from in front and an irate local in a van behind was not my idea of fun! Now however there is a by pass, which although sensible probably isn't half as character building.

OK then onwards and upwards,  (upwards being the operative word), towards Albondon and thence to our final destination for the day, Belinda and Daves B&B, (now very good friends of ours). Albondon is a little white pueblo perched  on the hillside. Now this was more like it, quaint, peaceful, old Spanish guys sitting on the wall watching the world go by. This was more like what we were looking for.

When we reached Albunol earlier, we had been asked to ring Belinda and Dave to let them know we were nearly there. Belinda answered and said that her and Dave would meet us as the top of the road and show us the way. "Don't worry" we said its no problem to find the way, but Belinda was very insistent. "Strange" I thought, but we were to discover the reason why very soon!!

On past the turn off for Murtas and then keep our eyes peeled for our soon to be hosts and there they were as promised.................

More to follow

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Ian B

www.alpujarracortijo.com

 

 

 
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