Looking down on Javea from the nearby hills.

The windmills that look over Javea

View from the windmills.

Barbara walking Sool.

Sool and Bacca with Barb.

13^th May – 18^th May.

Throughout this period we’ve visited some of the restaurants down at the harbour area for our evening meals. We also returned to the harbour area on Friday and walked the 3 hour walk up into the hills where we visited the remains of several windmills. We also said goodbye to Dave and Amanda who have been fulltiming in their motorhome for the last 2 years. Having lived in Jersey for many years we were able to chat at length with them about the island and many other topics. We became quite fond of their dog named Fido who had lots of character and a pair of goggles he would wear when travelling with his head out of the window! We’ve noticed recently that we grab any opportunity to stroke and fuss over other people’s dogs, probably because we still miss our Pickles. There was a lovely German family on the site comprising of young parents, 3 children under the age of 3 and a lovely chocolate Labrador.  Embarrassingly we would ignore the kids and make a big fuss of the dog.

When Fido left we had to find an outlet for this attraction for dogs so we walked to the dog shelter about a mile away and offered to walk some of the dogs. With no questions asked two dogs with collars and leads were thrown into our hands. Our fears regarding becoming attached to such dogs were unfounded as both dogs seemed to recognise the ‘contractual nature’ of the relationship …a one hour walk where they agreed, for obvious reasons, not to get too attached to us. It was a satisfyingly ‘mutual’ agreement.  Lovely natured dogs but not exactly stunners (see photies) .

Last night (Saturday) we had the choice of the Hull v Arsenal FA cup final or the Spanish League title decider between Athletico Madrid and Barcelona. We went for the Spanish game and watched it down by the harbour. All  the bars were packed, there were loads of Athletico fans with flags and hats, a great atmosphere with most bars providing about 4 tv’s for outside viewing. The atmosphere was tense throughout the game and we sat next to a rather reserved elderly chap who ended up stood on his chair and screaming in delight when the full time whistle went and Athletico were declared champions. A good night all round and more to follow next week with the two Madrid teams in the champions league final.