Costa del Sol
We got up at 4:30 am so we could drive to Centa to catch the boat to Algeciras. Once in Algeciras, we decided to try driving across to Gilbratar instead of going by ferry. We got past the first gate but they got us at the second and sent us back. We pleaded and cried, but our pleas were ignored. So back we went, but not to Algeciras. We were determined not to spend another night there. We asked the police on the traffic island between La Linea, Algeciras and La Roque for a recommendation. Then we went to Algeciras to catch the ferry to Gibraltar. We got there, picked up Pat’s watch and went to American Express to get our luggage. It was a bit later than we had planned and we had to hustle to the ferry. We got there and the taxi driver charged us 90 pesetas rather than the regular charge of 30. We had to pay or miss our boat. We had a terrible time getting our stuff on the ferry. It was 6:45 and every Spaniard who lived in Algeceras and worked in Gibraltar was going home. Not one of them offered to help. They just stood there on the deck and laughed as we struggled up the steps It was crowded, cold and windy but we had to remain on deck When we got off, we had to again have our passports stamped and go through customs. Of course they wanted to go through everything. He really thought he had found something important in one of the laundry bags. It was wrapped in white paper and quite heavy. He unwrapped it to find a jar of apricot marmalade. He quickly wrapped it and returned it to the bag, then didn’t bother going through our second suitcases. We headed back to our pension to repack. About 8pm our landlady came over and wanted us to come to her room where it was warm. She had coffee and good little cakes for us. We spent the entire evening with her chatting in a combination of Spanish, English and sign language.
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