From Ainsa I took a relaxed 70 kilometre drive to Monzon. The camperstop was on the outskirts of town in the mainly industrial area. A walk into the centre however revealed a number of significant historical buildings. A huge castle looked over the town, but was not open to visitors unfortunately. There was a magnificent church in the centre, which judging by the number of signs around it must be an important point on the Pilgrims trail to Santiago de Compostello. I stayed two nights. My next stop was on the outskirts of Llieda where I stopped at a caravan dealer who offered overnight parking. The place was pretty rundown but was fine for a night and I had the benefit of electricity to get everything charged up. The weather had changed, the sky clouded over as I continued to Asco, a town alongside the River Ebro and one that has historic ties dating back to Roman times and is closely associated with the Knights Templars. After a chilly night and some light drizzle I set out to Tortosa finding a super camperstop where I stayed for a couple of nights as the weather had improved dramatically with beautiful blue skies and lots of warm sunshine. Amposta was my next stop, the camperstop in the heart of the Ebro delta and where a huge amount of rice is produced. There was little to see apart from a small museum with exhibits and story boards explaining all about the history of rice production over the past century or so.
Keen to get to the coast and needing to stay somewhere where I could have some documents sent out to me from England I drove to Peniscola and checked into the La Volta camping site where I ended up staying for two weeks. It was a relaxing time. I met up with some people I'd met a over the past few years so it was nice to be able to catch up on each others news. Eventually after two weeks my documents arrived and with itchy feet I was keen to move on. With no particular plan and in no particular hurry I slowly made my way along the coast stopping in Torre de la Sal, Benicassim, El Grao, El Port de Borriana, Port Sagunto, El Saler and Bahia de Javea. Although I had been enjoying the slow pace of life and the weather had been pretty good for the most part I decided to head to Morocco for Christmas and New Year staying there until the end of February or early March. I love Morocco and have always enjoyed visiting this fascinating country. So with a decision made I set off for Algeciras where I could a catch a ferry to Ceuta, a small Spanish enclave on the North African coast.
It seems I've been travelling for most of my life.
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