Today was our trip to Gibraltar. We went with Steve, a friend of Mikes from when he lived here before. We had heard various stories about the place and it certainly proved to be like no other place we had been to before.
On walking over the border and then the runway we took the cable car upto the top of the rock. On our arrival we soon noticed the monkeys who lived there. Whilst enjoying the view one had the cheek to sneak up behind me and attempted to raid my bag. After a little tussle the bag was free but I wasn´t, it was still touching my shoulder – much to everyone elses delight!!
Mike was a bit un-nerved by them too. When two monkeys were having a fight over some food near him I´d never seen him move so fast, he nearly sprung like they did. It would have been funnier though if he hadn´t landed on my toes in the process.
After that we took the long walk back down, through the undergrowth, past the fortifications of past wars, observing the English signposts, through the narrow Spanish pavements and finally dodging the mopeds.
It was a melting pot of history to say the least in such a small place and if you come and visit you could always fly in that way!!