Leaving Cádiz was not easy. Carlos and I went out to a wonderful bar called La Cambalacha where they had live jazz. The whole scene was very much like Wally´s, one of my favorite places in all of Boston. Small, simple bar, with a small, simple stage at the front, and a few guys just bustin´out. The guy on keys and the guy on bass were both Berklee alumni, so it was basically like being at home. We kicked back a few brews and enjoyed the music until 2am when the band stopped. I doubt there are many other people in all of Cádiz that I would get along with as well as Carlos, whose blog you should check out at: http://afrogaditano.spaces.live.com/
The road out was made easier by the fact that I was bordering the beautiful Atlantic Ocean, to my right hand for the entire day. At one point I couldn´t resist and put my bike down, took off my jersey and shoes, and hopped in the cool, clear water. It was awesome, although I was a little more salty than usual the rest of the day. Another adventure of the day was when I realized there was a break in the road, and I woud have to bushwack for about 1km over a little ridge. The only witness was a lost cow who dumbly stared at me. I made three trips, one to scout out how long and tough it would be to get across, one with my panniers, and one with the bike. The whole ordeal took about 45 minutes, and wort the adventure, especially since I got to see some awesome ruins on the other side.
Because I got a late start, and also because of the day´s adventures, I got in a little late to a campsite Carlos recommended. From my tent, I could see the lights flickering across the Strait of Gibraltar. Seeing Africa was powerful. Something about reaching these destinations that stand out in history and geography, and doing so by bicycle, is deeply moving. I also caught sunset from the top of an ancient tower from where I could scout out the entire area. Sweet!
Today, I break off from the ocean, and head up into the mountains to a little city called Ronda, which is apparently beautiful.
1 comment:
Chevere tu estadia en Cadiz. Como me parecio interesante el tal Carlos, ya le estuve dando una mirada a su blog... y en verdad es simpatico el hombre.... que risa su Espanol... y uno aqui luchando dizque por la pureza del idioma de Castilla!!!! Besos lindo.
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