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Wednesday 19th August 2009
Day 53

A monster lie-in like no other we’ve had on our travels was made to feel like the norm with Spain seemingly asleep until 11. We hurdled the swimming pool fence and did a fair few lengths before a lovely breakfast and onwards to Estepona, the closest, largest town. Here we settled in a lovely plaza where San Miguel was ordered. Back at base we took a walk to the closest beach before cooking for the Bowells chorizo cooked in grapes followed by shallow fried calamari and drunken potatoes.

Couldn’t resist MOTD to end the day in style.