For the past few days I have been sunning it up in Puerto Banus, Spain. On Thursday we trekked a little further south crossing the border into Gibraltar. Gibraltar is a very small, very British country that is connected to Spain. When I say it’s very British, I mean it has the same bins, the same pavements, the same street signs. It’s weird to see honestly.
Whilst we were in Gibraltar we went up the Rock of Gibraltar. It’s the first thing you can see when you’re driving across the boarder. A small cable cart runs up and down the rock. It takes six minutes to get to the top. At the top is a restaurant and we sat and had hot chocolate while looking over the coast of Gibraltar out on to the horizon. Theres also a whole load of monkeys up on the rock. They are fed by the staff but that doesn’t stop them scavenging for food. Whilst we were up there this guy got a tissue out of his pocket and the monkey followed him for ages.
We wondered out the streets for a little bit. It was rainy and cloudy (just like in Britain). The cobbled streets are filled with gift shops and small cafes. When you get to the main streets there’s a costa coffee, a Tommy Hilfiger, Topshop and a Marks and Spencers. It’s so weird.
I enjoyed Gibraltar, it’s another country to scratch of my scratch map however, I don’t think i’d go back. There’s not a lot there and what is there is very British anyway!
Peace out guys x