It is for good reason that this part of the coast is called Costa de la Luz. We drove a few kilometers from Conil, past the lighthouse to a little cove that can be reached by climbing down the cliff on a wooden staircase. There were just a few people there still, enjoying the last rays of sun. With our tripods in tow, we too wanted to catch the last light of the day - with our cameras.
Conil, where we are staying, is also a pueblo blanco, but on the coast. Vejer, which is located on a plateau and is nine kilometers inland, isn't far, just 15 minutes by car. It makes a nice afternoon destination for us with our cameras. Here is a short description of Vejer from the Internet and then some photos from our walk.
This classic white village on the hilltop is perched high above the steep gorge of the River Barbate. The more interesting arrival is from the outpost at the bottom of the ravine called La Barca de Vejer. From here a steep road takes you up the escarpment and straight into the beautiful Plaza de Espana. This stunning castellated town is a magical place to explore, its quiet cobbled streets meandering through a charming jumble of secret corners, hidden patios and delightful houses. One is relieved to find barely a hint of plastic or a trace of the 20th Century. Even the rubbish bins appear to have been carefully designed to please the eye!The village has been officially declared an Historical Artistic Monument of National importance.
It's just a little bit Christmassy here in Conil. There are lots of street decorations and lights, but I don't see anything like the shopping frenzy that pervades Munich at this time of year. But then again, I don't go shopping here. Except at the supermarket, Mercadona. Mercadona reminds you that it is Christmas by playing all the popular Christmas hits from the past 20 - 30, 40, 50? - years. After shopping I came home with an ear worm - Frosty the Snowman, and that in sunny Spain!
Our day consisted of a lovely sun rise, some indoor photography, a walk through Conil for some last minute shopping and Christmas Eve dinner with our friends from Kassel, who are spending the holidays here, too.
At El Palmar
Not much more to say than is in the title - just another beach walk, this time at El Palmar instead of here in Conil. We drove over with our friends Heinz and Bruni, who are also spending the Christmas holidays here. When you know a beach well, then you see the differences. Beach is not beach. The surf is different, the contours of the shore are different, we even saw a giant jelly fish washed up on the beach. Never saw one on Conil's beach.
El Palmar is where the surfers come. There is hardly a town here, it looks like the village is populated excusively by beach people. In December only a few bars and bistros are open for a cold beer and a meal. Lots of surfing schools are boarded up for the winter.
The outig made a nice change of scenery for us.
At least that's what we were looking for in Chiclana.
We drove to Chiclana de la Frontera, a distance of about 20 km, in the early afternoon. We thought we would take some pictures, as usual, and stop for hot chocolate and churros. Well, it seems that fresh churros are only to be had in the morning, it's kind of a breakfast thing. Janos was very disappointed. We stopped for coffee anyway, I had hot chocolate without churros. The chocolate here is quite scrumptious, thick like pudding, you can spoon it more easily than you can drink it. The churros, a fried unsweetened pastry, are then dipped in the hot chocolate. We'll have to go back in the morning.
After our coffee stop sans churros we walked through the town and visited the covered market. Christmas decorations are up, but they don't look like much in the day time. We not only have to return in the morning for churros but also after dark for the Christmas lights.