STAGE V
The Second Atlantic Crossing - 2001
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In October we realized that we were stuck by weather and some scary
seizures, and bound to stay in the same big new marina in southern Spain as
last time. It's the kind of environment which precludes meeting other
sailors (there were 2000 boats in it) and where everyone speaks English,
thus overriding all awkward attempts to learn Spanish.
However, I determined to make the best of it and proceeded to catalogue the
aspects I found interesting - the buildings and courtyards,
the palmed villas
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the nearby golf course
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and the horse paddocks, or hipicas. |
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In addition, friends banded together and we had excursions by car into the
country side to arrive for coffee in towns or walks in the country:
Later, two retired sailors bought a house in a village called Darrical,
and we visited there
By the time the Christmas season rolled around, we were part of a warm
circle of caring friends quite accustomed to our large appetites for food
and vistas. In Late January we would return to teaching and further medical
advice. Both loomed large in our thinking.
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