Nearer to Benidorm
Benidorm from Altea
Up again for breakfast by 9.00. Quick drive into town to buy some black pudding and eggs, but were
An alleyway in Altea
defeated; nothing was open at all. So home again for a store cupboard raid, ending up eating the intriguing mushrooms from the market on toast, thin slices of fried black pudding, fried tomatoes and potatoes and Heinz baked beans, oh and of course some Cava to celebrate Sunday.
Church bell
Into the charabanc and a drive to the seaside resort of Altea. Altea is just North of Benidorm.
The Villa after dark
Saw the large boats in the harbour, a fish farm out to sea and the tall skyscrapers of Benidorm in the distance. We walked up the hill to the church, through lots of nice, narrow, winding paths, streets and alleyways. Arriving at the top with a rather disappointing view of the closed church. This area was filled with rather posh shops, and lots of restaurants, and we were enticed into one such place for a glass of beer each.
On the way back, we stopped off at Calpe in the hope of viewing the flamingos from a nearer spot. Rather difficult to get near the water’s edge from that side. Ended up Steve walking
Halon centre
down to the rushes on the edge, not seeing the flamingos. Drove around to the other side and found the little pink beggars had already flown off.
Housing estate
Home and back to the warm fire, with a Sunday evening roast of chicken, potatoes and flat and the red mottled beans form the market (which had lost their stripes in the cooking). Early to bed, but Steve undertook a little bit of nighttime photography first – but of views, nothing else!