Tuesday 23rd October - a bit gloomy.
The day dawned gloomy and foggy with a thin misty rain. It was also quite windy. So we were a bit slow to get going and after breakfast there was not a lot of impetus to go out although the weather promised an improvement in the afternoon.
So in the early afternoon we set out for the boardwalk which stretches for a considerable distance along the coast to the east, towards Estepona and the smaller village of Sabanilles.
The walk along the beach was bracing and not unattractive although the beach was spoiled a bit by quite lot of debris which had been washed up from recent storms. Still this will soon be cleared away and the beach will look great again. The shore-side of the boardwalk is lined with apartment blocks and a mysterious enclave which purports to be a children's summer camp but the razor wire on top of the high wall resembles more of a prison than a fun camp for kids. The camp is run by the foundation of a bank called Unicaja and the 'blurb' on their website reads as follows:
At Unicaja foundation we have decided to make each summer an unforgettable experience. We want to practice sports, have fun like you have never done before, discover new landscapes, live amazing adventures and make friends with whom you can meet again next year. We propose a summer full of emotions and fun with Campus Unicaja.
Quite why it is necessary to surround such a fun place with a high wall and barbed wire is a mystery.
We walked further along the boardwalk past numerous restaurants, some of which were close and some open with people having a typically late lunch. Many seemed to be British ex-pats noshing on fish and chips!!
At various points there are children's playgrounds and also exercise equipment for adults with attached notices explaining how to use them properly. An extremely good idea but, presumably, not allowable in the US due to liability issues.
Nearly at the end of the boardwalk in Sabanilles, we found a nice restaurant called Ramos which had been around for quite a long time and decided to stop there and have a light lunch which we did with salad and some excellent fish soup.
We walked back through the town of Sabanilles, called a at book shop for Paivi to obtain a Spanish book to augment her Spanish lessons.
When we arrived home, we prepared some food for the freezer for later use and also a very light dinner for ourselves. Then after some postprandial conversation, we went to bed to prepare for a relatively early start for our trip to Ronda, in the morning.
So in the early afternoon we set out for the boardwalk which stretches for a considerable distance along the coast to the east, towards Estepona and the smaller village of Sabanilles.
The walk along the beach was bracing and not unattractive although the beach was spoiled a bit by quite lot of debris which had been washed up from recent storms. Still this will soon be cleared away and the beach will look great again. The shore-side of the boardwalk is lined with apartment blocks and a mysterious enclave which purports to be a children's summer camp but the razor wire on top of the high wall resembles more of a prison than a fun camp for kids. The camp is run by the foundation of a bank called Unicaja and the 'blurb' on their website reads as follows:
At Unicaja foundation we have decided to make each summer an unforgettable experience. We want to practice sports, have fun like you have never done before, discover new landscapes, live amazing adventures and make friends with whom you can meet again next year. We propose a summer full of emotions and fun with Campus Unicaja.
Quite why it is necessary to surround such a fun place with a high wall and barbed wire is a mystery.
We walked further along the boardwalk past numerous restaurants, some of which were close and some open with people having a typically late lunch. Many seemed to be British ex-pats noshing on fish and chips!!
At various points there are children's playgrounds and also exercise equipment for adults with attached notices explaining how to use them properly. An extremely good idea but, presumably, not allowable in the US due to liability issues.
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| The Boardwalk from Manilva to Sabanilles |
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| Exercise equipment for the public along the boardwalk |
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| Homage to a local artist |
We walked back through the town of Sabanilles, called a at book shop for Paivi to obtain a Spanish book to augment her Spanish lessons.
When we arrived home, we prepared some food for the freezer for later use and also a very light dinner for ourselves. Then after some postprandial conversation, we went to bed to prepare for a relatively early start for our trip to Ronda, in the morning.
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