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  2019  -  Spain  cont:
 
 
 
 
  
 
 
 
  Tom, Sue and George cycled up the coast to Alcossebre, which is around 23km north of the campsite. It is 
  a lovely route along very quiet rural lanes and beyond Torrenostra the route runs along the coast right 
  behind the beaches.
  Alcossebre is a lively town, very pretty and well maintained. We hear many more people speaking English  
  and so it must be popular with the Brits.
  (below) are some snaps from the seafront in Alcossebre. Click to enlarge!
 
 
 
 
  
 
 
 
  
 
 
 
 
  
 
 
 
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    Panorama of Alcossebre beach
 
 
 
 
  The beach side, white, apartments in the photos were particularly attractive and in a beautiful location. 
  Several were for sale or available to rent. A wonderful holiday spot with children.
  The town  bustled with cafés and restaurants  and probably stretches about 2 miles from end to end. 
  A pleasant town to visit.  Click on the image below to visit the town’s website.
 
 
  
 
 
  While John and Sue were with us, Sue had some Spanish customers to visit. She hired a car from the 
  campsite reception. This turned out to be an expensive choice. It would have been cheaper to pick up a 
  car from Castellon airport - a point noted for next visit.
  Having the additional car enabled us to travel a bit farther away to explore.  Eight of us took a day trip 
  out to Montanejos and Fanzara which are about 60 miles inland from the campsite.
  Montanejos is well known for its hot springs and year round bathing lake. Fanzara is well known for the 
  amazing wall paintings/graffiti depending upon your view of art!
 
 
 
 
  
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
  (above and left)  The hot springs at Montanejos. The warm 
  waters flow out of a narrow gorge and feed a shallow lake. 
  look carefully at the photo on the left you can see the 
  bathers.  Keith and Frances were brave enough to go in but 
  out of the water the air was still quite chilly.
  We walked back into Montanejos town and found a lovely 
  restaurant (below) perched on top of a cliff which 
  overlooked the town (below left).
 
 
 
 
  
 
 
 
 
 
  
 
 
 
  (right) a picture from the Internet of the Hot Springs 
  at a warmer time of year!
  After a good lunch we followed the CV-20, a very 
  scenic mountain road down to Fanzara.
 
 
 
 
  
 
 
 
  Fanzara, the following extract from a BBC article in 2017 explains it all.
  “A Spanish village whose residents were at odds over a planned waste dump have overcome their differences with an art 
  project that transformed it into an open-air gallery.
  For years, residents of the eastern Spanish village of Fanzara, some 80km (50 miles) north of the port city of Valencia, were 
  divided over plans to build a toxic dump. The plan was eventually turned down and the right-wing local  government 
  promoting it was defeated in an election in 2011. But tensions remained high, and opposing sides avoided socialising with 
  each other. Supporters went to the village's "upper bar" while opponents opted for the "lower bar". So, in 2014, residents 
  and street artists were invited by the local council to create one giant mural. Javier Lopez, an ex-councillor and one of the 
  project's architects, told AFP: "We looked for an arts and culture project that everyone could take part in and that would re-
  establish good relations among villagers." The project transformed the city and three years later Fanzara's annual festival, 
  known as the Unfinished Museum of Urban Art (Miau), is part of the world's circuit of street art events. The village now has 
  105 works, and more than 200 artists from around the world have applied to take part in the next festival, on 6-9 July 
  (2018).  The project has also breathed new life into the village: 70% of its 350 residents are pensioners, and there are only 
  18 schoolchildren.”
  Click on the logo below which will take you to the MIAU website where you will see many of the pieces of art in 
  Fanzara.
 
 
  
 
 
 
 
  (below) are just a few of the photos that we took. 
  Click on them to zoom.
 
 
 
 
 
  
 
 
 
 
 
  
 
 
 
 
 
  
 
 
 
 
 
  
 
 
 
 
 
  
 
 
 
 
 
  
 
 
 
 
 
  
 
 
 
 
 
  
 
 
 
 
 
  
 
 
 
 
 
  
 
 
 
  At the next door campsite (Didota) there were 
  regular tapas evenings on a Friday with musical 
  entertainment.   The tapas was very 
  comprehensive and the entertainment excellent 
  value. The cost of all was just 4 euros per head!
  One evening there was flamenco dancing (right) 
  on another there was an Elvis tribute band.
  On Thursday evenings there was music and 
  dancing in our own restaurant which was free!  
  The beer was cheap and the waiter service 
  brilliant. No sooner had you finished your drink 
  than they were back to your table taking orders!
  On occasions Frances found it necessary to help 
  out Keith with his beer (far right).
 
 
 
 
  
 
 
 
 
 
  
 
 
 
 
 
  
 
 
 
 
 
  
 
 
 
 
 
  
 
 
 
 
 
  
 
 
 
 
 
  
 
 
 
  It was nearly time to reluctantly return to UK.  The weather had been amazing, sunny everyday except two and just 
  one night of drizzle.
  Just time to fit in a few last cycle rides and hikes.
 
 
  (above) last ride through the tracks of the Nature Reserve which was just a 
  kilometre north of the campsite.
  (lower left) last ride along the boardwalk from Marina D’Or and its elephants 
  which was just a kilometre south.
  (lower right) last hike around the headland of Opresa a few kilometres to the 
  south. The photo shows the disused railway trackbed which is now a cycle 
  track between Opresa and Benicassim. Below us, in the bottom left hand 
  corner of the photo, is the southern entrance to the tunnel which passes under 
  the headland.
 
 
  The last day arrived, we paid our fees and reserved our pitch again for next year. We said goodbye to Torre La Sal 
  and started our journey back across Spain to Bilbao. One night stop in Zaragoza and the second night on the 
  quayside at Bilbao.
  As we set off we saw hundreds of people walking over the motorway bridges (below right) and along the narrow 
  roads which ran alongside the motorway. It was the start of La Magdalena Festival in Castellon.  All these people 
  were had left the town centre of Castellon and were converging upon a tiny church, La Magdalena, in the hills 
  behind the city (below left).
  Click on the poster (below) and it will link you information about the festival. The fireworks that they mention, in 
  the text, are more like huge explosions!
  Goodbye Spain, we will be back !
 
 
 
 
  
 
 
 
  
 
 
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