My sister is visiting, so last weekend we drove up to Benidorm, the best-known resort in this part of Spain. During the summer it is famous for being the haven for loutish, drunk Brits and other Northern Europeans. During the autumn and winter it is more peaceful. The population of the town consists of the local Spanish residents, and northern retirees who have second homes in Spain.
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This triangular rock is the symbol of Benidorm:
The alternates:
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The beach is dominated by people of a certain age, especially before noon. No señoritas here:
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The cat is stray, but obviously not afraid of people, and apparently also well fed:
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A nap in the harbour:
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Typical Benidorm bar–more signs in English or German than in Spanish. But their choice of beer to promote was classy:
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Now back in Alicante, some people are having an autumn picnic on Playa San Juan:
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Near my house, I saw this love declaration while walking my dog. Certainly a cut above the usual heart with two names:
The pictures so far have been from the early part of the week. Around mid-week the clouds started rolling in, and the weather forecasters started talking about the usual October storm and flooding that was heading our way.
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Wednesday afternoon, the view from the back terrace of my office. So far it just looks pretty:
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The next day, our beach looks like this:
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The day after, not much improvement:
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The strong wind blows sand from the beach onto the tram tracks in certain places, so workers have to come and clean the tracks:
With all this bad weather, I shift to domestic pursuits for the last three pictures. My sister cooks Polish food for us when she visits, and one evening she made one of my favourites, goÅ‚Ä…bki. Literally the word means “little pigeons”. I have no idea why this name. The dish has nothing to do with poultry, it is basically ground meat with rice, rolled in cabbage.
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The initial stages of production:
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Ready for the pan:
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Ready to eat, with the traditional accompanying drink:
Hi Nathan,
I like #8 best. Great BW conversion and I especially like the reflections in the wet pavement. The placement of the light masts vanishing to the right end in the distance also works out nicely. I know the weather. Did a walking marathon last Sunday. All 42 km were against the wind (about 7Bft.), about 30 km was accompanied by rain and to top it of we walked about 10 km on the beaches and about 7 km (including the last 3) up and down the dunes. Did not have the guts to carry my camera. The walk was heavy enough without one.
Comment by Wiliam Wagenaar — 12 October 2008 @ 13:40
I’m hungry!
Comment by Bob Whitmire — 12 October 2008 @ 14:42