Back in Spain

It will be a very short post tonight since we spent the day in the car. I took some pics of the view from the room we stayed in last night. 

This is the front door. When I finally reached the lady and she showed up to let us in, she looked at Kim's bag ànd asked if we needed help. I said no, but she said, are you sure?  It's at the top. She wasn't kidding. 41 stair steps later we were there. She showed us the room and the first thing I noticed was there was no bathroom. When I asked about it she said it's outside. I'm sure my jaw dropped. I was thinking all kinds of weird things about getting up to go to the bathroom in the middle of the night, down 41 stairs and outside in this shady part of town, then back up all those stairs when it dawned on me that she meant it's outside the room, not outside the buulding. Then the other shoe dropped when she said it's shared with another guest. I don't do shared bathrooms with strangers, so I wasn't happy about that. Sure enough, when I walked down the hall to get ready for bed, it was occupied. 

View across from the apartment. It was really more like a hostal with a shared kitchen and each room had its own cabinet and shelf in the fridge.

Another one of those weird face and feet sculptures. After a bit of research I found out that these square face sculptures are the work of Luis Queimadela, collectively called "InVitro". There are 14 of them around the city.

We stopped at a rest area to get breakfast and it was very busy. Apparently it's a popular donut shop and favorite with the bus tours.

Kim needed a little pick me up this afternoon.

Headed back to Spain.

Saying goodbye to Portugal.

Some major scaffolding on a bridge.

Our first glimpse of the rock of Gibraltar in the background.

It's holiday Inn tonight. No chasing down owners for access. It wouldn't be so bad if we weren't overseas and I could use my phone for text and calls. I can only use it when I have access to WiFi or it costs an arm and a leg.

More tomorrow.