Mary remembered that one of her mums best friends always said that if she wanted a place to stay in Cadiz she had a free place to sleep there. So after a sketchy sleep in the car we sleep-drove down there nearly sliding off the highway at one point and had a roof over our head for the next 2 nights. The marches were also taking place in Cadiz and the sun was shinning. On the Sunday we decided to get out of the city and explore some nature along the coast, we went for nice little forrest trek with amazing views, u could even see the Northern African coastline of Morocco . . . We then headed inland and spotted a roadsign that looked like it was directing us to a mini ramp . . . but instead it led to a field full of cows, some wild ferrits, wind turbines and a great little picnice spot . . .