Our second trip out was to visit El Cotillo, a little fishing village with a pretty harbour and beautiful beaches and lagoons. At the time we were there it was very untouristy, but I believe thats changed now. On the way there we passed the dunes of Corralejo so had to stop and take photo’s.
The Harbour
We went to lunch at one of the cafe’s in the harbour and this was our view as we sat outside.
Couldn’t resist this little doggy..
Then we went and found a secluded bit of beach and had a sunbathe.
Not sure what the heck we are doing here!
There was plenty of nightlife around Caleta de Fuste and we ate out most nights, all manner of restaurants, excellent chinese that we visited twice, but also a Portuguese restaurant and as neither of us had ‘done’ Portuguese before we tried that. This is Nicki’s flaming sausage, though the flame went out before I got the shot!
There were dancing girls in the restaurant area
not the best of shots.
Our favourite night spot was called The Latin Lover, and we went there every night so got friendly with the regulars and owners, it was such good fun we rarely got home to bed before 4am.
Miguel & Sylvie who owned the bar.
Nicki & Ramone, a local
Ramone & Us
Ramone & his brothers!
Ramone teaching me the lambada or some dance or other
Declan, an irishman working at the bar, and my holiday romance, playing pool with Nicki.
Declan hated the English, though he liked me well enough as I was sympathetic to the history, and called all tourists ‘the whorists’ (pronounced ‘hoorists’) we wrote to each other for a while after I came back to England, but as with most holiday romances, it fizzled out. But so much fun while it lasted, and on his days off he would come out with us and show us the sights, mainly of pubs 🙂
Me & Nicki
and finally on our last night
and thats the end of the trip!
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