Woke at 7am and dozed until just after 8am. That’s early for a holiday!
The lifts in the hotel seemed to be constantly full and there didn’t appear to be any stairs, then a cyclist showed us how to access the stairs that would take us down to the breakfast room. Thanks for that, whoever you were.
Most of the breakfast food was either cold or congealing or both. Not very appetising anyway. At least there was plenty of fruit and we finally managed to get breakfast.
Out in the streets there were lots of coffee shops. We chose one at random calling itself The Coffee Box. Two Cappuccinos, a Chocolate Croissant for me and a Neapolitan Crema for Scamp was a much better start to the day than breakfast in the hotel.
We walked round the bay almost to the Peñón de Ifach (Calpe Rock) which is a 332-meter high limestone mountain. We walked back to the town, admiring the amazing architecture, especially the great brown tubes with circular holes which were rooms in a complex.
Lunch was a Spanish Omelette for Scamp and a Bocadillo Especia which is basically a large filled sandwich, for me.
Tonight’s dress code was ‘Tropical’ and we managed to fulfil that task. We danced almost until the end of the night, but had to give in before the evening finished because we were exhausted
Another great day.
Things I’ll remember:
- The poor quality food
- Hardly any labels on the food
- The size of that mountain
- Bocadillo Especia
- The Coffee Box