Set off early (well, early for us!) in the direction of Seville, which we decided to visit later as it’s far too hot in the afternoon to walk around with Rufus. We drove into Jerez just after lunch with the intention of tasting and buying some Sherry for Laura. It was a much bigger place than anticipated and nowhere to park. We tried one bodega but they were just about to close and there was no one around. Had to give up in the end and drove out to the coast for some campsite luxury. Guess what, we chose the wrong one! Took forever to find (we had help from a policeman 👮). It’s ok, but…there are very friendly cats walking around and Rufus is beside himself – so much so, he launched himself after one knocking over half the contents of the table. Think we may have one glass left! 😡
Rufus does Europe
Two people motorhoming around Europe with memories of a mad dog
