The coast at La Azohia proves to be a real hit with us
Not only is it a few degrees cooler in the low thirties but there's a nice steady sea breeze too
We are parked on a rambla just 50m from the water's edge with a few other vans so settle down for three days next the sea
So nice to watch the sun go down then sit on the beach after midnight and cool off with G & Ts
The bikes are offloaded and we cycle along the coast to Puerto de Mazarrón taking an early break half way for coffee
Tapas is the order of the day as the heat rises and we spend a couple of hours cruising the several air conditioned shops
Back at base all we can manage is an evening stroll taking in a few beach bars
Having never had one of these snorkelling gismos I am keen to go drink lots of seawater and court trouble wherever it may wait
The last of 'Reggie Perrin'
Friday nights suddenly look more 'interesting'
Whilst an idyllic setting there's not much sleep to be had here as the beach bars don't close till 2am and the local kids love to stop up to stupid O'clock rabbiting away
This enormous pizza and an equally satisfyingly salad finished off our stay here nicely
North of Cartagena lies our next stop at Los Alcazares and we seem to have done well with our selection as its a short walk, in searing heat, to the beach and the kite surfing action
This turned out to be a real disaster…..
Having enjoyed some great tapas in the on site modern restaurant and locating ourselves nicely on the tarmac at the quiet far end of the almost deserted camper park, we turn in for the night late on and then have to now endure the local disco pumping out its loud music all night
When we arrived we were assured of a quiet night's sleep, much needed after a lack of it these past few days. So at 0830hrs when the shouting, whistling and pumping music finally stopped we packed up and made our way to reception…
Oh dear…
Whilst apologetic, the owner seems to be unable to grasp the nature of our gripe and not understand that had we known it was the opening night of the town disco we would not have stayed…
This must surely have been known to these guys as it is obviously a regular weekly event.
We left quite angered, exhausted and already composing a review for the site on our weapon of choice, Campercontact.nl
You took our money dishonestly and thats not on……
For every action there is an equal and opposite reaction!
Cheers Mr Newton…
Within hours this is the scene at Casa Rudo, a gem of a find and just what the Doc ordered
The price of entry on this tight private site is a busted back wheel but I am calm and we are here for the foreseeable future, planted…
€12.00 p/n inc Lekky & pool and space for just 4 vans
Surely one of the best we've discovered
Dorine & Rudi, both Flemish, are superb hosts and we are immediately invited to the weekly group meal that evening
My kind of paella
Mr Newton, having busted my wheel, gives these guys the ability to hang upside down over our heads
Next day we take Fozz to nearby Elche and endure the hot air blower that is the sea breeze
The glasses here were red hot
Shade temperature today
Nina's inflatable toy..
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