Arrival in Gibraltar was harried by heavy showers that brought out the smell of the late summer blooms. Out of the rain its warm and calm as I gaze out over Europa point – the last vestige of land before the Straights and Africa. Ahead of me is Morocco, Ceuta to the left, the Rif mountains still further left, and a whole load of West Africa to my right hidden by distance and the curvature of the Earth.
Like most large pieces of limestone, the Rock is best appreciated from below, where you can see it, rather than on top of its 412 metres. The Barbary apes are enjoyable enough, but the stone formations suffer the problem of too much knowledge without any real information.
Today has been very warm, which I guess I should get used to quickly!
