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Our story from the Uk to Spain. How & why we´re here.

The View We Cant Afford To Lose - Part 9 Of Our Story
Monday, May 30, 2011 @ 4:02 PM

 

We had seen pictures of inside the apartment, which looked lovely. When we finally pulled into the only available parking space in the street we were just so relieved to have made it at last. We were sooooo tired, having been awake for nearly 48 hours solid, with aching backs and legs after sitting in the van but this was also our first meeting with the couple from the Internet. We were totally punch-drunk and not at our most chatty, so we probably didn’t make a very good first impression. They showed us around the apartment, explaining where everything was but it was all we could do to keep our eyes open. We took the bare basics out of the van and then collapsed into bed for some much-needed sleep.
We didn’t wake up until late Thursday afternoon!
 
We had looked on Google earth at the layout of the town and it did look very crowded. I suppose being the dreamers we are, we imagined life in Spain being in a villa with a private pool, but who were we kidding on our budget. Or should I say - lack of budget!!  But to be honest, being in the centre of town has turned out to be a massive advantage. We walk absolutely everywhere, because parking here is a total nightmare. Our van hasn’t moved since we arrived. Apparently, the parking situation only gets worse when the tourists start arriving. (Sounds kinda weird saying that because I still feel a bit like a tourist myself). Anyway that’s why so many people ride scooters, because you can park them practically anywhere & most locals do exactly that! But the walking is fun! Not only is it keeping us fit but almost every street has a new little treasure to discover. We have found so many little shops, restaurants, bar & cafes along our travels. But the most amazing thing I will remember from when we first arrived – something that I will never ever forget - was walking down to the beach and seeing the Beautiful, Blue, Gleaming Med. It was like looking at a postcard. This is probably going to sound really strange, seeing as how Charlie and I decided to move here, but neither of us had ever visited Spain before. So standing there, gazing out at the beach was a totally jaw dropping moment for us both. We knew then that whatever happened, we had to try & make things work for us out here, so we would never ever lose sight of that view.



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Jacqui said:
Monday, May 30, 2011 @ 3:31 PM

I found it took about 6 months to stop feeling like a tourist. I think it was when we stayed after all the tourists left that we realised we lived there. I have to admit, I used to thoroughly love the views of the sea as I walked the pups in the morning, but strangely enough, now I'm back in the Uk, I don't miss it.

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