Arrived in Comillas late Sunday evening. Rocked up at a campsite. They wanted €25 ' not paying that ' came the cry, so we found the smartest street we could with the poshest houses and parked there. Not as easy as that sounds, when you've got 22ft of German design its no mean feat reverse parking on a corner in the dark. 'Swing it round ' says the Lady R. Hmm. In the end I found a handy kerb and abandoned her there. Turns out we made a good choice and now we're hanging with the rich folk.
Comillas is lovely, a couple of Gaudi buildings, a lovely beach, a port, free WiFi, clean toilets 🚻. Nothing to moan about. We've decided to stay two nights.
Man walks his geese in the beach (yes,really).
Cemetery, they're just dying to get in.
Angel of the North (of Comillas)
Angel again.
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