After our few days in Vilanova we chose our next site to be Kikopark in Oliva. This represents a long drive for us (we normally try to stay below 150 miles, and this was 250 miles). We eventually settled on Kikopark even though it appeared that we were heading into the area where only 4kw of electric is included within your ACSI card rate (this was the case for our next 3 sites, Kikopark, La Fuente and Mar Azul – all with varying degrees of cost attached. Kikopark was the most expensive).
We were happy when we arrived, and not just because it had been a long stint! The site is right on the beach and is very well maintained. We also met a fair few more Brits than we have done so far (we have no problem meeting other nationalities, of course, but we are finding that many Germans just won’t engage at all… which is a shame).
What did we do during our 4 nights/3 days here? Very little is the honest answer!
On the first day we had a wander around the site and along the beach. It is a lovely beach, but unfortunately there is a very short section where the plastic washes up. Calv spent a very happy 30 minutes clearing much of it up! I wander along the beach and found some locals fishing – well wrapped up of course against the 22 degrees of cold. I, of course, had on a vest top….!!
We went off for a bike ride, taking in a bar where there was a group of Brits getting drunker and drunker, and louder and louder (it was about 3pm!) Carrying on Calv took 1 of his detours onto the beach, so I tried to follow him (not actually on my bike – my bike doesn’t do sand…). Of course, as usual, as soon as I caught him up he changed his mind… At which point my bike and I had a minor argument. Of course, I didn’t fall OFF – oh no, I fell ONTO my bike….
The bruises did get even better than in these pictures!! I’m sure people thought that Calv had been hitting me as a couple of days later I noticed that I also had some pretty bad bruises on my right arm!
Anyway continuing on we went down a random path and found ourselves cycling through beautiful orange groves (there are thousands of orange trees growing in any possible space here). They taste pretty good straight off the tree too 🙂
We had decided to go out to eat that night and got all dressed up (well, sort of!) only to find that the site’s restaurant on the port wasn’t open during the week. Change of plans meant that we ate instead in the restaurant at the entrance to the site, which was perfectly pleasant. We did have a brilliant evening though, chatting to a British couple who were having a drink in there before our meal and then spending the rest of the evening chatting to Jane and Sue, basically being entertained by Jane!
The next day entailed a walk into Oliva. As ever we went at the wrong time of day – when most places were closed! The part of the town that we visited didn’t really float our boat, but when we left we noticed the signs for the old town and we did see the castle up on the hill, but decided it didn’t look interesting enough to warrant a cycle ride up the mountain!!
That afternoon we went for another little wander and found that the bar/restaurant in the marina was actually open. A nice little spot with a lovely swimming pool (obviously not open at this time). They serve an extremely strong sangria – I only had the 1 but believe I will be forever known as ‘sangria girl’ by our neighbours, Roy & Jackie… I particularly like the ‘girl’ bit of that nickname!! 🙂
So that was our time in Oliva – not very exciting, granted, but a well needed spot of relaxing.
We were going to move on to a site that we had previously stayed at (Los Modriles in Isla Plana) but in the end decided to head a little inland instead to a site slightly to the north of Murcia, La Fuente in Banos de Fortuna.