We took our bus trip to Gibraltar today. We were last to be be picked up so we weren't able to get seats together for the two hour trip because there were only two free seats left. We didn't buy the tour that was included but we did have the Spanish tour guide on the bus. I'm also discovering that I'm becoming a real germophobe and seem to always get a cougher right behind me. But today it was even worse. I was surrounded by three cold-filled Glaswegians, one beside me and two behind, who seemed determined to share their misery with me by coughing, sneezing and snorting their way to Gibraltar and back. I found myself leaning farther and farther into the aisle to avoid the flying particles. To make it even more enjoyable our "guide" decided she would talk non-stop for the last hour letting us know that it wasn't too late, "ladies and jenalmen", to join their tour of the rock. She also gave us lots of shopping tips where you can find the "cheaperest" price and how we are going through customs and "just in case you forgot, ladies an jenalmen, you can still.......". On and on.
We finally got to the rock, took the cable car to the top and walked down through the Barbary apes. The views were spectacular and it was fun watching the apes harass all the people. As you walk down you're always waiting for one of them to drop down out of a tree or off a rock and attack. Mary said it was like planet of the apes but in miniature. We saw one get to a guys pack and undo the zipper and another guy told us how one actually got his hand in his pant pocket. Luckily we did nothing to tempt them and we had no nasty encounters.
After the day we did the return trip...hack, hack, snort, achoo......
We finished the day with a stop and some food and sangria at the Benalmadena Marina, then walked back along the beach to our place.
Mañana, Sevilla.
K & M
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