Enough goods deeds already.

Trip Start Apr 10, 2010
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Trip End Apr 10, 2011


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Flag of Spain  , Andalusia,
Monday, December 20, 2010

We drove out and up and the terrain suddenly changed dramatically again, we couldn't tell if we were still in Spain, or we had been teleported back to Scotland. The land was so green and lush. Rolling hills decorated with bulbous boulders amongst the fluorescent green grass.
What was more amazing to us were the herds of pigs that were free to live out a natural life in the fields. It gave us a small bit of confidence in human morality; seeing such free living pork. We’d never seen anything like it, they looked so happy digging and foraging underneath the acres of cork trees.

Aracena was the town we had punched into Mary, and only because it was highlighted on our big map.
The good part was that it was actually a really rad place, complete with its own Alcazaba and set of mouldy churches. Some local tried to rope us into a day of road building, as there was a whole team of local volunteers laying a stone road around the castle. We feigned ignorance though and we’re sure he may have put his lack of English speaking as the reason we rebuked his offer.

The bad part of Aracena though was the hideous weather. Just after we had finished at the pub a huge fog had rolled over the whole range and obscured everything. Then as we settled into our camp, the storm hit. Mega winds and cascades of rain smashed us. And half way through the night we were forced to drive away to a more protected area. Utterly insane!
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