Don’t ever come here. The aire itself is good, clean and
allowed us to do all the things campervanners need to do, but the town is
awful. To say it’s a one horse town without the horse would be incorrect, as
there is a statue of one on the midi-roundabout. The place is like a 1960’s
Butlins camp in winter although, to be fair, we did walk around during
siesta time. We walked past the oldest boy racer ever, he was in a clapped out
car, sounding his horn at any opportunity and he was 70 if a day. The church
tower is made of concrete and has graffiti on it. Apparently the place was
built in 1971 to house people from the original Castellar de la Frontera which
is 6 miles up the hill, so it proves that it wasn’t just in England
that planners got it wrong in the ‘70’s! We will be visiting the castle and old
town tomorrow.
En route to this soul-less place, we stopped off at Medina
Sidonia, a hilltop city which, according to some, is the oldest city in Europe ,
probably along with 50 others claiming the same. Quite a remarkable place and
well worth a visit, there are panoramic views and to the northwest we could
clearly see Cadiz 20 miles away.
Cadiz with a fine variety of trees! |
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