Out of high season

This is very much a ‘good’, and links into empty or not busy roads which would be busy in full Summer, which are a joy to drive and obviously safer to cycle on if necessary, not having to book campsites, so ultimate flexibility, and one less job to do, and alot cheaper prices, so that’s great. The weather, after being unseasonably coldish in April in Spain – their worst Easter time for 50 years with floods on some costas, has been stable over the last couple of weeks, in the twenties, and reached 30 degrees yesterday as I drove just behind the coast in south west Portugal – so that’s Atlantic side, and not Mediterranean-sheltered.

One of the other things that I value, now that I’ve become slightly older in age, ie peace and quiet during nighttime sleeping hours, (and dare I admit to it, even in the daytime) may also be in short supply in the high season as some of the places I’ve really appreciated turn from Jekyll into Hyde apparently. For example I’ve been told that the campsite at Tarifa becomes packed full of young people, up all night, vomit everywhere as it becomes party city with the kite-surfing, so much so that a German woman only in her mid-30s who lives on the site the rest of the year feels the need to escape.