20.05.2014 - 20.05.2014 82 °F
Our next stop on our world tour was the dreary country of Great Britian. Once boosting that the sun never set on their far flung lands, now they have only few outposts left to remind them. Here on the south end of Spain sits a mountain that flies the Queen's colours, cooks good English fair such as fish and chips and has monkeys.
Having got a late start we headed to the bus station. To pay our €4.90 for the round trip ticket from Algeciras to La Lines, just a stone throw away from Gibraltar. Once here we had to pass though customs, really just a man counting the number of visitors, and wait for a plane to use the street as a runway.
Once inside you can see the old defense lines used by the British to defend against French and Spanish troops as well as the tunnels carved into the rock. We made our way through the streets to the base of the cable car as it would be to hot to climb the mountain at this point.
We opted for the one way up tickets and made our ascent within six minutes. Once we got to the top there were several of the natives waiting for us. There were about ten running around at the cable car station and we tried to keep out distance. However, one large male, that looked like he took supplements, decided he needed to get past us and shoulders past Ben. We were having a conversation and did not notice him approach so this Ben by surprise and nearly knocked him over.
As we descended there are some sights to see on the mountain. The siege tunnels, various parts the Queen saw back in 1954 and more monkeys. We didn't want to pay anymore so we saw what we could for free and tried to head down the mountain as best we could. Some of the roads dead ended and we had to back track.
Famished from the descent, we wandered through town and opted to eat at the Star bar, the oldest bar in Gibraltar. Here we had a heavy meal of fish and chips and stewed beef in a beer gravy. We also had the best Coca Cola since the states. Spanish Coke is more like a Pepsi while the UK Coke was more like the American Coke but with less carbonation and less acidic.
The one souvenir I get is the local currency. Despite being the UK, Gibraltar technically has the Gibraltar £. It has the same exchange rate and is interchangeable. Unfortunately, I couldn't get any of my change back as they insisted that I get euros back if I payed in euros. Other than hassling tourists, this endeaver ended in failure. On our way back to Spain, we saw a lot of Spaniards trying to smuggle the duty free merchandise across the border. One lady was trying to put ten packs of cigarettes down her spandax pants.