Headed back to the free camp area last night to
park up before heading into to town. Decided that this time I would
not miss the true Asturian experience and headed to a Sideira-
choosing one that looked more like a local's place even if it was not
far from the beach. Was hard to converse but cider here comes by the
bottle per person, the bottles are not that large fortunately. They
pour it from above there head into a glass. There were lots of
nibbles at the bar which turned into my dinner. Cider came to 2.50
Euro which was a bargain especially with all the food- so I tipped
them heavily. Plus there was a pourer who spoke some french so we
chatted for a bit. The cider is definitely not my preferred type,
but as a cultural experience it was awesome.
I walked around the town which was is quite large,
I had sore legs by the end. The old town which I missed before is
quite nice. People were pouring cider from above there heads
everywhere and there were lots of empty bottles at bar tables.
Woke up this morning to check the surf. Looked a
bit flat so wandered down the beachfront and towards the town. Got a
tortilla and freshly squeezed orange juice for brekkie, before
heading back to the car. There appeared to be a marathon going on in
fact going right past my car. At first I worried whether it was all
day which might make getting to the port difficult- fortunately it
finished by 11ish.
There were a few surfers in the water, it looked a
bit like the San Seba surf I had. As I was parked close and the
weather was nice I thought I would jump in. It was really small and
just about surfable. Got a few one turn type waves, including a fun
little left. Headed over to this right point break style wave by the
rocks where there were some other surfers, however it looked better
than it was. The waves were really weak- so I got out.
Got changed and drove towards the port with the
help of a locals directions as it was not well signposted, when not
on motorway. This side of town is quite industrial and run-down.
Grabbed a last minute tortilla before heading to the ferry port.
The ferry was late leaving. It was supposed to
leave at 3 but turned out to be 6:30. However in this time I was on
the boat, so enjoyed a hot shower- the first in 2 days, eating some
Lomo and Curado which I had bought in advance, before grabbing a beer
in the sun on deck. Watched the view from the boat as we left,
before having another shower. Grabbed a pastel de nata, Bocodilla and Orangina (the atter striaght from my youth).
A bit of a rocky crossing, so didn't sleep amazingly. Ocassionally things would fall off the table. Have arrived in St Nazaire.
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