Trafalgar!

We walked the eleven-point-one or eleven-point-three kilometres (there is a little, tedious debate on this matter) from our hometown to the Cabo de Trafalgar. It was a lovely day, and we left early enough to ensure that we weren't completely sunburnt. The first point of interest was this tower. It is the only standing part of a ruined complex of buildings - the rest of which were destroyed by the 1755 Lisbon earthquake and subsequent tsunami.

The path at El Palmar has been reclaimed by the Junta de Vejer in order for them to do something silly like make sure the beach doesn't fall to pieces, and so we were forced to walk a long way by the sea. However, had the detour not been forced upon us, we would not have seen this terrapin. She was particularly cute, but we decided with heavy hearts not to take her with us as a pet. I use the female personal pronoun out of a lingering sense of anthropomorphism, not because I am expert at sexing terrapins.

This is the Cabo de Trafalgar, with weary terrapin-less pilgrim in the foreground.

And here is a fisherman at the Cabo. All the fish were behind him.

We got a taxi home, and then ate baby squid and octopus in a beachfront restaurant.