Having said I was going to get back to Denia today I gave it a miss after getting stuck behind gypsies for nearly an hour! Yes, gypsies, clip-clopping down the road in their horse-drawn caravans, all 12 or 13 of them!! The roads are so narrow and windy that there are very few overtaking opportunities, so I took the opportunity to read up on Jávea while also working on my left calf muscle as I rode the clutch!
Jávea is the Spain I've been looking for!!! I just went from one marked tourist spot to the next, but other than a couple of other people at the first beach, I had most places to myself, which was awesome!! I took some photos, obviously, but I don't think even Kodak will be able to bring the amazing greens and blues of the sea to life!! The gorgeous aquamarine colour was especially vibrant against the dull hues of the whitewashed and terracotta tile-roofed homes and the drab olive green trees and rocky landscape. The beaches were all but deserted, until I got to Platja Arenal, the main beach as it's in town and the only sandy beach in the area (the others have stones). The hordes there can keep it!! Get a couple of streets back again though and there's the old town, which is also stunning. I had the streets nearly to myself - maybe due to it being during the siesta time. Whatever it was, I was happy with that!
I was reminded of my beautiful nieces, Madison and Bella, when I saw a couple of British boys on the Cap de Sant Antoni. Their parents took a picture of them, but then they kept saying 'Take another one. Cheese! Cheese! Cheese!' until their parents gave in and took more photos! The funniest thing though was when one said, in a very proper British accent 'Shall we do some bird-watching. Oh, look, there's a seagull!' So cute!!
I saw some windmills dated 14-18th Centuries, now without sails of course. These were used to grind wheat and other cereals. Down the same road, according to the signs, was the Monasterio Nuestra Sra. de los Angeles. I followed this funny little buzzy-bee-like icon until I was practically on a four wheel drive track. Thankfully I stopped when I did or I could've got into real trouble!! I walked for ages until I got to an intersection (with a much better road, I hasten to add!) saw the same little buzzy-bee pointing in both directions!! Thankfully I pulled the pin at that point because I later realised that the buzzy bee was marking the routes of various hiking trails in the area, and when I saw two at the same time, they probably had different coloured arrows. For the sake of the hikers I hope the little bee took them to more interesting places than the back roads!!
I met a Belgian guy called Danny this morning, who's also travelling alone, and this evening we went to Guadalest, although the castle was closed by the time we got there, so on to Altea for dinner. Altea is another gorgeous little town - there's so many of them I must sound like a broken record!!
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