We made it to Tarifa thank god, after the fiasco with escaping from Lebanon I’m thoroughly relieved. Tarifa really is a kiteboarding paradise. I’ve been wanting to check it out for quite some time now but as you know I usually go where few others would dare…. This time however after 7 long years of being in unpopulated places I’m craving socialisation.

Our trip here was a interesting one. We left Henley on Thames, England at 2:30 in the morning for Gatwick airport. Gatwick airport is a sight to see at that time of day. There are all walks of life in there. People I’d only ever seen on TV shows such as Jordieshore, from the groups of people wearing matching t-shirts to the drunk obnoxious guys strolling the food court I was incredibly entertained whilst waiting for our plane to board.

Thompson airways is cheap but a pretty disorganised airline. We sat there for 1 hour past the scheduled take off time before they told us the plane was broken and we would be shuttled to a new one. Once aboard the captain apologised for the delay as they could not find enough shuttle buses at that time of morning and they were still waiting for the gas truck to fuel the plane before we could take off. Thank god the flight was only 2 1/2 hours otherwise it would have been a hell. Once we landed in Jarez and made it past the 1 guy working customs we found our rental car company and were on our way. We decided to book a car online as the discounts are better for a week rental. The people at Enterprise even gave us a free upgrade which was awesome considering we would be sleeping in the car for a few nights. Navigating between Jarez and Tarifa was a little tricky at first but once we figured out which highway we were actually on the rest was easy. 1/2 way to Tarifa we stopped in a town called Chiclana for lunch, a simple task but it took us 20 min of driving through the town to what felt like nowhere before we found a restaurant.

My first glimpse of the sea took my breath away, there were hundreds of people basking in the sun and few playing in the cold water. Nick and I both thought to ourselves “it’s windy, why is no one kiting?” We will never have the answer to that question but one thing we do know is the food was terrific and the wine is cheap! I just about shed a tear when I saw you could buy a whole bottle of wine for the same price as a glass costs in Canada. I was sold right then and there. Driving the rest of the way to Tarifa and finding a place to stay was basically all a blur, by this time I was so tired from not sleeping the night before and having a few glasses of wine I could barely see. We ended up at a camping ground about 10km from Tarifa as this was the cheapest thing we could find at €25 a night. We decided to make the best of it and bought some reclining lawn chairs and a cooler from the grocery store, which were really cheap, thank god and set up camp. The spot is up a mountain in the trees which brought back good memories for me. It’s been years since I’ve been on a mountain, camping or surrounded by forest. Later that night Nick and I decided to take a stroll through old town Tarifa, for me it was the most amazing thing I’ve ever seen. Nick was laughing at my agape mouth as we walked through the tiny streets lines with bars and restaurants. Being a North American we don’t have that sort of thing on the west coast and I’d never really traveled to Europe. I would have stayed all night if we didn’t have a curfew of midnight for the car to get back into the campground.

All in all my first day in Spain has been incredible and I look forward to finding a job and a better place to stay. If anyone reading this has some connections or ideas I’m more then happy for the help.