On Monday the 22nd of February we said goodbye to Torre del Mar after just over a month. We spent our last few days making final visits to what had become our favourite haunts and bidding farewell to some now familiar faces. First was the sullen waitress at Neptuna’s who was finally persuaded to chat and smile by the combination of our frequent visits for the best coffee in town and our ‘guapa’ baby girl. Second were the ever so slightly weather worn but cheery coaches at the municipal tennis court who started to pre-book us into the 12 o’clock spot. Thirdly the slightly frayed-edge band of penquin waiters at ‘Las Yucas’ who were just pipped to the post on their hot coffee by the mouthful of cake always served at Neptuna’s but never beaten on their fantastic tortilla baguettes and efficiency of service.
We were pleased to see Manfred and Karin turn up at our caravan door on our day of departure. They had been our neighbours in Portugal and the ones who had recommended Torre del Mar. It’s a shame that they only arrived as we were leaving. Once again they were stood under an umbrella in the pouring rain, will we ever know what they look like dry? We resolved to visit them in Germany one day to find out.
Krista had made a number of her own friends who were all desperate to take care of her as we got the caravan hitched up – she can converse in at least five languages cooing confidently (in order of fluency) in Italian, German, French, Spanish and a little Dutch. While she had the largest number of Italian friends, her best friend was the German lady opposite. Much to our amusement, with this friend she relished playing the coy ‘Mauschen’, giving many more cuddles and strokes than we ever get!
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