Ever since our elderly neighbours told me about Gibraltar when I was a little tot I have been keen to see the rock and today more then half a century later I got to visit it.
I was just expecting to see a large rock, sort of a Uluru by the sea; I was not expecting a large city of 30,000 souls, industry in the form of 3 dry docks plus an airport with a swish new terminal. We exited our coach to go through immigration (Gibraltar is a British colony) then boarded a mini bus for a tour of the area; the sun was shining, there was no wind and the sea was sparkling as we headed up the narrow roads towards St Michael's Cave, a network of limestone caves in the famous rock. On arrival there we were greeted by some of the Barbary Apes that live on the rock. The views as we drove along the steep, narrow access road were stunning; as the day was clear we could even see the African continent that is only 23 km away.
|Robert at the Rock|
|St Michael's Cave|
|The Cave is used for concerts|
|The Airport runway intersects with the main road into Gibraltar|
|English style Fish 'n' Chips|