Finally a warm and sunny day – I did a load of laundry and hung it on the line, then we decided to take another day trip, this time west to the town of Seron. One of the houses we were going to view was just outside the town and George had told us how lovely the town centre was. As we’d bought the other house on the spot we didn’t need the viewing of the Seron house but we thought we’d like to see the town anyway.
The drive west wasn’t the most picturesque as there’s a lot of industry and gravel pits, etc but the further we went the nicer the countryside got.
You can see Seron from a distance as it’s clustered around a castle at the top of a hill. We drove along the base of the hill but decided not to take the campervan up into the centre as we were concerned about how narrow the roads were likely to be.
Since it was still early we chose to drive south a ways and do a loop back before going home. The road wasn’t too bad as it wound up and up to the summit, with an elevation gain of over 1400 meters. There were quite a few cyclists making the effort and it couldn’t have been easy.
The views along the way were fantastic but there was nowhere to stop and take photos from – a couple of view points would have been great, or even just a pullout.
Stopping in the village of Bacares we had a walk around – it’s not a bad little place, but very isolated.
After our walk we sat down outside the cafe/bar and had a coffee. There were a bunch of birds in cages on the windowsill – the cages are so small the birds can barely turn around in them and they make little noises at each other.
It seems very mean to me – I wondered what kind of bird they are, and if they’re perhaps on the menu of the restaurant, or what else their purpose might be.
The sparrows come and land near the cages – wonder if they’re communicating with them or just trying to steal their food.
After leaving Bacares we stopped partway along the road north and had a nice lunch on a flat wide spot with a great view.
Nearing the town of Olula del Rio I actually got a decent photo of a sculpture that’s outside a museum/art gallery. She’s called ‘La Mujer de Almanzora’ (The Woman From Almanzora) by spanish artist Antonio Lopez.
When we returned to the campground it was sunny and warm enough to actually get the lawn chairs out and sit outside under the canopy. We weren’t out there very long before the wind became too much and we had to wind-in the canopy and retreat inside again. I’ve still been wearing my winter coat and the lighter black jacket hasn’t been out once yet – so much for warm southern Spain!
We’ve now signed some papers at a notary’s giving our solicitor power of attorney to get our tax numbers and other house-related things for us such as sorting out utilities, etc. We also met him at a bank and he helped us open some accounts so we’ll be able to deal with a local spanish bank – things are moving along rather nicely.
Rain, rain and more rain – spending lots of time inside watching YouTube videos. Finally sometime during the night the rain let up and there’s actually a bit of blue sky this morning.
A couple of nights ago Mo fell out of bed and seemed a bit out of it when I hauled her back up. We think she’s injured something on her right side – if you pick her up in the wrong position she yelps. Nothing seems broken or anything as she’s walking fine, but just a bit tender. She now has pink marks on the back of her head as I’ve been kissing her more than usual.
This morning we took a drive up to the sanctuary – El Santuario del Saliente – a work crew was clearing some of the rock falls caused by the recent rains but the drive was worth it.
The sanctuary is on a promontory with fabulous views of the valley below to the south.
I went inside and it was lovely – a tiled inner courtyard and then the ‘church’ part.
I was all alone and it was a very peaceful feeling – as near a ‘religious’ experience as I’ve ever had.
We stopped at the local restaurant on the way back to the campground and had a lovely lunch of fried calamari. Back at the campground we watched two races on GCN – the Scheldeprijs and then the third stage of Itzulia Basque Country.