Si and Jo Where the Frick are the Faux's: Moraira, Calpe and Altea

Si isn't the only one with a headache! (Moraira)

Moraira

The next day we set off south 15km and stopped at Moraira just to check the town out; we are back here from mid Feb for a month, renting a Villa for our Mums to visit. It was so nice we decided to stay the night before moving onto Altea. Early evening we walked into town and there was a wedding taking place in the square, so we stayed and watched the celebrations, more fireworks, those ones that are set off and run along the floor and make a huge bang like a big version of a riprap. While this was going on we were sat in a Spanish bar opposite the church watching all the celebrations, then we headed back to our camp just back from the beach on a car park area with two other vans. The next morning (Sunday) we were woken by the Guardia Civil driving around in two 4x4’s making suggestions that we move on it’s amazing how you can pick up on the vibe when they keep driving round until you move on, anyway we took the hint and left quickly and set off for Altea about 30 km south.

Moraira Harbour

Calpe - We drove through Calpe on the way the Altea, passing the dramatic rocky outcrop known as the Penon de Ifrach, Calpe itself is a huge concrete jungle of high rise hotels along a promenade.

Calpe - Penon de Ifrach

Altea - A short hop we arrived in Altea, a smallish tourist resort with a beautiful hillside old town set around a Christian Church with Moorish domes. We drove down the front to a campsite we saw in the travel books and set up for one night to get our laundry and cleaning done before we wild camped again. After setting up camp we walked up to the old town and took in the panoramic views of the skyline of Altea and Benidorm in the distance. We sat and had a drink in the square and Simon dipped further into the next level of relaxation and said “how can we extend this” I replied “you need to sell more pegs”