In the morning I am feeling rough from the beer the night before. I take a bike ride and a walk around. We decide to head to Gibraltar. We both want to have a look around there, and Steve wants to buy a laptop computer. We head west on the A7 route, which is really made up of other roads, and takes a while
When we get to La Linea de la Concepcion we park up. Everywhere is paid parking, but we find a lane that is free. We then head up towards the rock. The views are great. We pass over border control, which is quite strange. As soon as we pass over the border we see two UK policemen, and get a sense that Gibraltar really is just an extension of the UK. We wander into the town area, by passing through the tunnel through the wall. There is a real sense of history here. Everything is very British. The people, especially the kids, effortlessly change between Spanish and English when they are chatting. I stop to change my UK pounds to Gibraltan pounds, but the lady informs me I can us my UK money.
We stop at a pub and order a full English breakfast for £4. We get chatting to another Aussie bloke, from the Perth region. He (Michael) has been here for 6 months, after coming here on a van trip.
We head out and take a tour of the town. We stop at a few more bars and end up at a wine bar, which seems to be one of the most popular places in town. We get chatting to some divers from the Navy. After several beers we head back to La Linea. We are both a little hungry and head to a Tapas bar for food and beer.
