Sunday 31st December 2023
We drove here this morning, this is one of the spellings of the town’s name it has two others.
We drove to this town to visit Bodegas Xalo a wine merchants, it had a large range of wines plus some other food delicacies as Michelle found when she selected a jar of blue cheese and truffle cream. Alison and Peter bought red wine as we did, sadly you couldn’t taste the wine before hand so it was a bit of pot luck, so far we haven’t been disappointed.
After we had left the Bodega we walked into town, it was very quiet and most shops were shut, there was an interesting church off the town square.
Beginning to feel hungry, Peter drove us to Javea where we had been a few days before and we went straight to the same restaurant we ate at last time. It is 22.50 euro for the fixed menu of three courses, with a bottle of wine between two, there are about 8 choices for each course so we selected different food to last time. When we had finished and were in the process of paying I asked for a cork for the half bottle of wine left, the waitress took it away and emerged a few minutes later with a fresh bottle for us to take away, that’s never happened to me in the UK.
After the meal we walked along the sea front to the harbour which appeared to still be an active fishing port, the sun was beginning to go lower in the sky and gave a good effect.
High up above the town on the sky line you can see a series of old windmills, Los Molinos de la Plana de Javea. In total there are 11 windmills shaped like large cylinders approx 7 metres high and 6 metres in diameter, some are now privately owned and converted to holiday homes others are open and you can walk into them. Peter had done some pre research and fancied looking at them, so we plotted a route up out of the town and eventually after bumping along a rough track we managed to park approx 100m away from them.
The view from the windmills looking back down at Javea was quite stunning.
Eventually we wound our way back to Calp and later that evening we joined Alison and Peter for a few drinks and then at 11.40 p we walked down to the sea front to see in the New Year on a beach, a new experience for all of us.
Sadly we had to leave the beach quite quickly as most of the fireworks were getting louder and louder and Layla was getting distressed, it didn’t spoil a magical celebration of the New Year.
taraabit 