Benicassim, Bonterra Park (February 14th - February 16th 2015.

Saturday 14th February 2015

We have not been terribly active for the past couple of days, so today, we cycle the 16 miles (there and back) to Castello Marina.

Kathleen still has the energy to go native, and join in the Dancing on the promenade.

Despite a reviving drink and tapas, she needs a sit down on the way back however!

We are told by our neighbours, Steve and Rosina, there is "something going on" in connection with St Valentines Day, in the evening, in Benicassim.

We arrive at 19:30, and, sure enough, eventually, the Motorcycle Policeman, who is spending his time allowing the children to operate the siren on his motorcycle, leaps into action, and halts the traffic.

The parade starts, dancers, floats, with children in fancy dress throwing sweets into the crowd.

Sunday 15th February 2015

Kathleen does her duty, off to church, for 9:00 Mass.

I have a cycle around town and check out possible eating places.

We spend most of the time leading upto lunch chatting to our English neighbour, retired from the Ambulance Service, Steve. He is of like mind with myself on many subjects, ie, a bit (well a lot) judgemental, based mainly on his experiences as an ambulance driver, dealing with the great British benefit claiming classes, which I suppose is why I get along with him so well.

He is not limited to the obese and other sundry dodgers.

I particularly like his take on the "dog owning" campervan / caravan set. His question is, if dogs could talk, would they be happy with being dragged away from home for three months, to live in a strange place? He cites the example of one dog owning camper on the site. He has two Husky dogs with him. Now, think about it, these animals have been bred (or evolved) to survive in the Arctic wastes at minus 20C, and here they are, in full winter gear, at 20C, not much fun at all. But did anyone think to ask the dog's opinion? 

It is a bright, warm and sunny day, so "torreon Terraza Restaurante", virtually on the beach, seems to fit the bill.

We cycle along there for lunch.

Excellent meal, total bill sees off my last 50Euro note, but not bad, I suppose, considering Kathleen had all three courses (ie Gin and Tonic, Wine, Liqueur).

Monday 16th February 2015

A day of domestic chores, clothes washing, food shopping, it has be done.

Steve and Rosina, depart, heading slowly home. This is a shame, we will miss them. I had begun to look forward to a daily Politically Incorrect chat with Steve.  

We cannot stay on our current pitch beyond Friday 20th, because there is a Rally arriving, and they have pre-booked this block of pitches.

We had planned to move on, but, the weather is improving, it is pleasant here, so, we decide we will stay a little longer. This means a move of pitch, we don't have such a good aspect, or as much sun, but, we will see how it goes.





Benicassim, Bonterra Park (11th February - 13th February 2015)

Wednesday 11th February 2015

We take the local bus to Castello.

It takes 55 minutes there, but, 30 minutes coming back?

Kathleen enjoys the thrill of using the local bus service, will we arrive at the correct place, or not, will we find our way "home" again.

Otherwise Castello is slightly disappointing to be honest.

Thursday 12th February 2015

Not a very good day, weather-wise. The weather forecast says rain, although, this does not materialise until later afternoon, and then, only a few drops.

There is a market in Benicassim, so, we amuse ourselves there for a while, followed by drinks at Café Vicente. Amazing value this place, two beers are 3Euro, and, they throw in a "surprise" tapa each, free. Todays tapa is Spanish Tortilla on toast.

Friday 13th February 2015

A bright and sunny day.

Kathleen is interested in looking at a campsite located in the next town north of here, Orpessa. Not as somewhere to move to at present, but, as a possible stop off on our way back north, in a couple of months time.

We have the choice of cycling there, or, of going on the scooter. Thank goodness we chose the scooter. The site is incredibly difficult to find, I am sure we would have simply given up, if we had been on bicycles.

After all of the searching, the site is a disappointment, so, it is off the list.

To get to Orpessa, I took the main road (N340), this was not to Kathleen's liking.

So, on the way back, I took the coastal route, am much smaller road, and more "scenic".

That was even less to her liking.

I quote "like being on a roller coaster with no safey bar" was her verdict.

Sometimes we men just cannot win.

Benicassim, Bonterra Park (9th February - 10th February)

Monday 9th February 2015

Our German neighbours leave, so, we quickly arrange to swap to "their" pitch, because it is a sun-trap.

We then proceed to spend the day lying about in the sun.

Tuesday 10th February 2015

Despite the weather forecast, which says it is going to rain, we are greeted with a clear blue sky and brilliant sunshine.

After yesterdays idleness, we decide to walk along the "Via Verde", a disused railway line, which has been converted to a cycle track / footpath /jogging track.

We know from earlier in our stay, that parts of it are impassable because there are works in progress to lay new pipes for drainage. But, we are told, by a fellow camper, there is a diversion on the route which takes you north towards the next town/village, Orpessa.

Sure enough, there is a diversion, not very well signposted, well, to be honest, you would never find it, unless you knew it was there!

It is all worthwhile, a very scenic traffic free route along the coast.

We will definitely be back, with the bicycles, says Kathleen.

Watch this space.

We have the place more or less to ourselves, just a few cyclists and one other walker.

Kathleen is still on a crusade to reduce our alcohol intake, so, Mondays, Tuesdays and Thursdays have been declared "non-drinking days.

As we head back towards Benicassim, after six miles of walking, the sun is shining, a sprinkling of beach side bars/cafes have opened up, to catch the passing trade.

Yes, this is Kathleen, on a "non drinking" day.

I am told a beer does not count as "drinking".

Benicassim, Bonterra Park (7th Feb - 8th February)

Saturday 7th February 2015

The day begins overcaste, so, we do all of the domestic chores in the morning.

By lunch time the sun is shining and we are out walking.

Sunday 8th February 2015

The bizarre weather continues, 0C overnight, it warms up to 1C by the time I take Kathleen to Church on the scooter.

It would appear today is some form of Saints day in Benicassim (Romeria Santa Agueda), as we ride into the main street, they are setting off fireworks (bangers and rockets) at 09:00am! There are children handing out scarves and Kathleen is presented with one to mark the occasion.

By the time Kathleen returns from Church, it is a very pleasant 17C.

We go out on the bicycles, for a ten mile pedal along the coast, followed by a very pleasant lunch.

Kathleen, possibly the worlds most picky eater, excels herself, first by eating the "nibbles", even although she is not sure what is in them, then, by having Paella Valencia as her main course.

The very pleasant English speaking waitress assures Kathleen, the Paella does not contain any sea food, but, I think she has got her animals mixed up. She tells Kathleen it contains chicken (which it did) and pork. All I can say is, they must be very small pigs in Spain, ie, about the size of a rabbit.

Never-the-less, it all goes down, including the artichokes, another first.

Benicassim, Bonterra Park (4th Feb - 6th Feb)

Wednesday 4th February 2015

It would appear the weather here is even more topsy-turvy than the UK!

Sleet first thing this morning.

Cold but dry by 12:00, enough time to walk into town, register at the Library for the free WiFi in the town, and, to buy a Spanish data SIM. Necessary because 3's "free roaming" deal does not begin in Spain until April 2015. The good news is, between the favourable exchange rate and falling prices in Spain, it is only 15Euro (£11) for 3Gb of data.

By 15:00, sun is shining and it is warm enough to sit outside for a while.

Thursday 5th February 2015

We wake to a decided chilly morning!

Reading the BBC News on-line, I see there are reports of major snow storms further north in Spain (around Santander), roads blocked, people trapped in their cars etc etc.

Not sure if this is the usual scare mongering we are used to, or, time to follow Bryan and Joan's advice and head for Morocco!

Panic over, by 10:30, the sun has chased away the chill and we are able to have a very pleasant walk along the coast.

It is delightfully empty at this of year, with just the occasional beachside bar open, to allow the weary walker to rest their legs, and, of course have a beer or two.

Although the sun is shining, there is still a very stiff breeze (well, a small gale actually), so, it is necessary to stick to the sheltered areas.

Kathleen shows her domestic skills by rustling up an interesting lunch based on left overs. I manage to mess up by preparing (and cooking) one and a half very large carrots. This is deemed to be "far too much". My defence of "well you got the one and  a half carrots out, and put them on my work area", does not hold water, apparently I should have shown "initiative" and known it was too much. Now, I am sure all of you men out there will understand that 28 years of marriage somewhat dulls your "Initiative" and "decision making skills".   

Friday 6th February 2015

Even more sunshine, I temp fate and unload the folding bicycles and the scooter.

We decide to walk along the cycle track / footpath, to the next place, north along the coast, Orpresa del Mar.

This good intention is foiled because, after about 1.5 miles, we find the route blocked by works to install what appear to be very large drainage pipes.

We head back into Benicassim, via a rather interesting "Chinese bazaar". I have not seen this kind of store in the UK, but, they appear to fairly common in Spain. After about 20 minutes we emerge with a carrier bag of things we probably do not need (ie cycle cover, six shot glasses, a pack of curtain rings (wait, all will become clear), two food storage containers), the total at the checkout is 7Euro, I will just have to go back tomorrow, it is cheap entertainment.

We find a pleasant bar. I decide to have hot chocolate, it is incredible, it is like drinking a melted chocolate bar. I am afraid to take too long, in case it solidifies in the cup!

We find the bar is in the town's, free, WiFi hotspot, which we registered for on Monday, but, we do not have out User-id and password with us, so, cannot use it. Not that I would have dared take time out from drinking the hot chocolate!

Now, earlier, I mentioned a pack of curtain rings, why you may ask, other than the fact they were cheap, would we want, or need, curtain rings?

Well Kathleen's latest obsession, sorry, I mean past-time, is making tea-cosies.

The third one is currently in progress.

For some days, the subject of how to "finish off" the top has been causing Kathleen major strife, and, I mean strife on a scale similar, but worse than, Angela Merkel's worries about the Greek debt problem.

Apparently, the usual "pom-pom" will not cut it, so, today, in the Chinese Bazaar, a solution is found. A plastic curtain ring, wrapped in (matching of course) wool, will do nicely.

Perhaps Angela Merkel should visit a Chinese Bazaar?

I have spotted (via google) a Belgian Restaurant. Remembering how much we enjoyed the Belgian Restaurant in Roquetas de Mar, I have  a ride out on the scooter to check out the possibilities for lunch on Sunday. Sadly, it appears rather disappointing, more working mas café than Restaurant, probably a good job I checked, I would have hated to have walked two miles on Sunday, to find it!
   

L'Estartit -> Cambrils -> Benicassim

Monday 2nd February 2015

Weather Bright and sunny, but, it is no warmer, frost on the outside of the van windows when we wake up, so, we leave Camping Les Medes, heading south for Cambrils.



A nightmarish journey, in which, I think the moral of the story is, either leave the sat-nav to do it's job, or, switch it off, do not alternate between following the sat-nav instructions and doing your own thing.

We eventually arrive at Camping Joan, Cambrils, 160 miles later.

We eventually get parked, after (mostly) dodging the low trees, two other vans, which arrived with us, have given up and left, we should have done the same!

Surprise, surprise, we are parked next to a couple from Newcastle (Keith and Dot)!, they seem to have had a catalogue of disasters, including the failure of the domestic electrical system in the van, and, having the waste water outlet damaged. The local Campervan Garage have managed to fix the Electrics, but, they are having to wait for a part to fix the waste water outlet.

Cambrils is a pleasant place, but just about deserted at this time of year.

The weather is mild enough for a pleasant walk along the promenade, to give us a little exercise after sitting  in the van for several days.

By evening, it is quite cold, only 5C outside. 

The Electric Hook-up here is a rather poor 6amps, so, we have to alternate between using our limited gas supply and the Electric supply to keep warm.

Tuesday 3rd February 2015

It is still cold, plus, now it is raining and blowing a gale.

Kathleen borrows a pair of ladders from one of the onsite workmen, and using Duct tape, kindly supplied by our neighbour Keith, I am able to make a temporary repair to the damage from hitting one of the lower overhanging trees.

We set off for Benicassim.




The bad news is, the howling gale is blowing off the land, so, we get a real buffeting. 
Kathleen is not a happy passenger, a few "hail Marys" are being said I think, she certainly makes no comment on the route! 

At one stage, I do think of offering advice on what to do if we should be blown over, since the van would fall on "her" side, but, decide, best to keep quiet!

So, 100 wind battered miles later, we arrive at Bonterra Park, Benicassim, they have spaces, the sun is shining, it is 17C.

I am delegated the task of making lunch, using our outside gas stove, with Kathleen assisting as "sous chef".

The problem with Kathleen acting as "sous chef", is, she does not understand the principle that the "sous chef" does as instructed, ie, the response to "I need a stirring spoon", is "yes chef", not, "can't you see I am topping up my sun tan".

Eventually, despite the difficulties, I have lunch cooked, and soon, we are eating outside and having a glass or two of red wine. 

Narbonne -> L'Estartit

Saturday 31st January 2015

In Narbonne, a bright and sunny day, but a cool 6C.

Today is our 28th Wedding anniversary, quite fitting that we should be spending it in Narbonne, we have spent lots of time here on various holidays and campervan trips.

A pleasant walk into town, do the obligatory check out the church mass times, for Kathleen, a browse around the indoor market, coffee and a sandwich, whilst watching the French being their usually laid-back selves.

For a short time, it appears we are about to have downpour, with spectacular clouds, but, soon it is all blue sky again.

On the Narbonne Aire, there is a decent power supply, so, Kathleen decides to attempt hair washing, in the van.

Now, this may not seem very exciting, to anyone reading this. who does not know Kathleen, but, to those who do.........

Disaster strikes, hair is all washed, just about to begin the conditioning and rinsing operation, and, the wash basin waste pipe becomes detached, soapy water everywhere!

Fortunately, I am on-hand, and able to reconnect the pipe pretty quickly.

Calm returns, and the French National Grid just have to put another Nuclear Power Station online to allow hair drying to continue. 

Sunday 1st February 2015

A howling gale all night, gives way to a freezing cold (2C) morning, with heavy showers.

Kathleen walks to church, half a mile, bless her. I hope her efforts are appreciated!

We leave at 11:15, by which time, the sun is shining, but, the wind is still howling.

The plan had been a short drive to Coulloire, France, but, given the weather, we decide to push on into Spain, so, 108 miles later, we roll into L'Estartit, Spain, Camping Les Medes. A pleasant site. weather bright and sunny, but, only 7C!, barely warmer than at home, and we are now c1,200 miles south!