We drove down to Gibraltar for the morning and lunchtime. It is a little piece of the old British Empire dangling at the bottom of the Iberian Penisula. It offers more fish and chips then you could stomach in a lifetime. Honestly though, I didn't have fish and chips. I had some yummy shepherd's pie with veg. The main thing I like about Gib (as the locales call it) is how close it is to Africa. You can see Morocco just across the straight. It was a little misty over there as if it were an enchanted landing full of adventure, magic and excitment... (Right: The Rock of Gibraltar)
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