SILH (5) Javea, Spain.

 

“Kicking around on a piece of ground in your home town
Waiting for someone or something to show you the way”

Time: Pink Floyd.

Interestingly, I wasn’t in my home town but possibly needed direction 😉 After the grape picking and with the help of a pin and a map we headed for Javea   and two became four. The Master, myself, John (older Aussie) and Maggots (younger Aussie).

After driving through the night we arrived in Javea mid afternoon. Maggots and I immediately donned our Speedos and whooped into the sea. An effeminate voice called out. ‘I wouldn’t swim there dear, it’s where the sewer pipe empties.’ Remember this was 1976, a blue beach could actually be blue, contaminated by chemicals and sewerage, but this one had looked okay. The Master took note, because for spear fishermen, sewerage is good, where there’s s*** there are Grey Mullet

Anyaways, enter Ronnie and Laurie, two ex-merchant seamen, who owned the Cave Bar, to which we were duly invited that evening. We found a place to camp by the harbour, only to be informed by the Guardia Seville . “No es posible acampar aquí.” spanish-300x238 “Pesca submarina.” replied the Master. Apparently, if you catch fish underwater you camp wherever you like, although this raised a concern for our safety. The solution was for them to visit our vehicle regularly throughout the night. Of course they would require subsistence, so it was agreed we would leave a bottle of wine and two mugs out. Akin to leaving a glass of whisky for Santa… every night.

The Cave Bar was decorated like a Cave (strange that) Ronnie and Laurie had been together for years and were fun chaps, except for one night, when Laurie bit my bum. Maggots explained that I needn’t worry, it wasn’t a Gay thing – it was an Australian thing, – needless to say I explained, it wasn’t ‘my thing.’

Maggots and I had formed a duo, not an entertainment duo, you understand; we were more of a… ‘hearts and minds’ duo. We set out to win as many as we could. The local girls in Javea had hearts to be won and our support of the local vineyards had fast become legendary. So much so, that the Master and John, concerned about our spending, took all our money away! So, a cunning plan was devised. The barman in the Cave agreed to swap wine and beer for light bulbs. There were a lot of light bulbs in the Cave but there were even more in Javea. We rose to the challenge magnificently and so, our decadence continued. 😉

 

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7 Responses to SILH (5) Javea, Spain.

  1. Michael McFadden says:

    Hey, just wanted to give you a huge thanks for all the support you’ve been giving my blogs. I know they’re still far from perfect so I really appreciate you helping me achieve my goal of being able to travel with a purpose. Thanks again!!

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  2. Carolyn Page says:

    What do you mean ‘an Aussie thing’… I’m quite insulted by this statement, Charlie. I’ve never heard of such a ‘thing’. Hahahaaaa… you certainly threaded the needle very delicately as a young man; I can’t get the smile off my face… 🙂

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    • That’s what he said, they had a saying too I think it was, ‘Go bite a dead bears bum’ but they had many sayings like that. Another was ‘Dry as a dead Dingo’s donga’ used to make me cry laughing. Strange this I still remember their address. 27 Aruma Court, Melbourne, Victoria. I think they mentioned it once. Funny things you remember 😀😀

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      • Carolyn Page says:

        Yes; the reference to the Dingo’s donga is a phrase I’ve heard many times… 🙂
        Also, ‘flat out like a lizard drinking’; meaning not working at all hard…
        Larrikins, all of you!!! 😀 😀
        Great fun!

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