2012: Day 3

From the hills we take a sandy walk beside umbrella pines down to Caños de Meca. We ramble through smells of lavender, rosemary and honey coloured shrubs that smelt sickly sweet. The sky is Grey.

Later, we drive to the end of nearby Zahora and find one of the only restaurants open. It sits grandly next to the beach. During our late lunch, Rob excitedly tells us about the battle of Trafalgar over a Lamb Tajin. Meanwhile the sky turns a beautiful blue.