Having visited the cut price sports shop at Benicarlo (two rackets, two balls…€17) we decided to christen the rackets on the astroturfed tennis court here at Ribamar.
Luckily the guys who set up the courts for us …I think we were the first match of the year…left without watching us lob our new tennis balls pretty much everywhere except where they were aimed. Still it was good exercise and nobody was yellow carded, sent off, or whatever the disciplinary action is in tennis.
We took Penny and Colin down to the sea yesterday. There are a number of small pebble, sand and crushed shell beaches hidden between the rocky bits of shore here.
As per usual Colin stood and watched while Penny and I explored the beach.
These locals watched us for a while then flew off.
Colin got stuck on one of the rocky bits and had to be helped down…Mr Athletic he isn’t.
Later in the day we explored to the south of Alcossebre and discovered a good sandy beach. There is a reasonable bit of surf here but its a bit early in the season for swimming yet.
Today, after a long walk through the forest, we biked in to town and worked through the menu at Valentin’s, one of the seafront cafes in Alcossebre. We chatted to Valentin himself, a cheerful polyglot Romanian who has been building his business up here for the last six years. It was a great meal, topped off in the Spanish way with a couple of tumblerfuls of liqueur thrown in with the bill. The white one wasn’t milk, as Valentin told us, but a liqueur similar to Baileys but not so rich….lovely.
Here we are, a couple of fat snakes sitting in the sun digesting the days nosh.
We did venture out with the canines in the late afternoon for a final amble. It was a red sky, which is supposed to be good but my weather app says rain, and we may head off in a northerly direction tomorrow.