Mike was feeling good. The pain from the extraction being less than his previous toothache so we went back to the dentist to pick up the dental x rays and then set off for Gibraltar. The route was lovely as we kept getting these wonderful vistas across to Africa. 
We arrived in Gibraltar for a late lunch. We had been recommended a parking spot but found out on arrival that the police had moved everyone on that very morning. still the traffic warden directed us to another free parking area that was rapidly filling up with motor homes so I dont know what the morning manoeuver achieved. We walked across the border as we had been told that due to some 'politicing' it can take a couple of hours to get a vehicle back into Spain from Gibraltar. Although we did have to wait for one of the few BA flights to land as the access to Gibralter is right across the runway.
Ignoring the various touts for taxis we decided to take the cable car up to the top of 'The Rock'. 
We so pleased we did as it was such a lovely clear day that we had really amazing views. We had a really enjoyable walk back down looking at the famous Macques although I was glad I only walked one way as my feet were aching due to wrong shoes. It was strange being plunged back into a British environment after our time in Portugal and Spain but we had a really good time walking around Gibraltar.
Back in the van we decided to start the journey up to Ronda. It was a very tortuous route going up through the hills but it was beautiful in the evening sun. the colours just seem to glow in the evening light. By the time we reached Gaucin the light was fading so we pulled off the main road and found a side street to park for the night. Our spot was opposite a police garage so that at 10.30pm when the policeman came to park his car for the night we anxiously waited to see if we would be moved on. However there was no contact at all.
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