16 January 2011

Gibraltar Rocks!


No trip to the southern coast of Spain would be complete without a visit to Gibraltar. The Rock itself is an enormous, white limestone monolith jutting out into the strait of the same name and it is impossible to miss. Gibraltar's rock can be seen from a large chunk of the Andalusian coast from Baelo Claudia to Torreguardiano where the site line is not blocked by any one of the other mountains that dot the landscape.

The territory of Gibraltar is still held by the United Kingdom, a bone of contention between Spain and Great Britain that remains unsettled to this day. But don't let any worries stop you from journeying there; aside from the occasional protest on either side of the line, there are no visible signs of any political tensions. However, being a possession of England, the Rock lies outside of Schengen territory, meaning you technically need your passport to cross from La Linea de la Concepcion. I say "technically" because when I passed through the border crossing the guard did not bother to ask for my passport and my fiance and I only got ours stamped when we realized we had to go back to the entrance and ask the guard for one.

Gibraltar is a part of the metropolitan area that rings the top of the Bay that includes the municipalities of Algeciras, Los Barrios, San Roque and La Linea de la Concepcion (La Linea). Getting to the area isn't as difficult as it might be if it were in, say, the United States, but it is more remote than I've come to expect in Spain. There is no direct train to the settlement itself, but there is a Renfe depot located in Algeciras. You can be reach this station from Seville's Santa Justa station with just one intervening stop although it is not a short journey. From there you can catch a bus to La Linea, where the bus station is just a short walk to the border.

If you've rented a car in Seville or one of the coastal towns, the trip to La Linea will probably be quicker, but I would recommend you park your car there and walk across the frontier. According to some sites the border crossing can take up to two hours by car in summer and even in November when we went, there was quite the line. I would site as another reason to leave the car in La Linea the fact that the ten-minute journey from the border to Casemate's Square takes you across a live, working runway which I found quite interesting and unique. There are a number of different pubs advertising fish and chips and other typically British fare both in the square and along the primary shopping road, Main Street, but as we had had a fantastic Spanish lunch and were unwilling to pay the exchange rate into pound sterling, the three of us instead took in the scenery and experience as a whole.

I have read that Gibraltar is a popular shopping destination as no Value Added Tax, which I have personally seen as high as 18% in Spain, is assessed. However, as I stated above, the prices on everything are in pound sterling and the exchange rate when we were there was decidedly unfavorable against both the euro and the dollar, so we did no real shopping save for attempting to locate a new battery for Sarah's camera. I also found it quite peculiar that by the time we had arrived on Main Street, nearly 17.00, most of the shoppes were either shuttered or getting ready to do so for the evening. Sadly, this included the cable car to the top of the Rock as well, although we had the option to take a guided cab tour to the peak for about 15 euros per person. Our party opted for frugality instead, figuring we'd probably miss sunset anyway which is why I had really wanted to go. I did talk the crew into waiting for me as I snapped a few shots of the sunset over Gibdock.

I would certainly say Gibraltar is worth seeing, although if you plan to go in winter you should get there early in the day; sunset is around 18.00 and the shoppes and other touristy things start evaporating around that time. Summer is probably as good a time as any to head there, although if you're looking for beaches I would venture to say that the sights on the Spanish side of the frontier are probably as good as any you'd see in Gibraltar and a bit less trouble to get to, particularly if you want to bring your beach gear in your car.

On a final note, it is my understanding from no less an authority than a Briton himself that Gibraltar is decidedly not an accurate representation of Britain itself. It has many of the looks I would expect to see in the UK but there's quite a bit of Spanish spoken there and the English sounds strange as well. (I can't speak to how the Spanish sounds as I don't understand nearly as much of the language as I would like to.) And don't feed the monkeys that inhabit the top of the Rock.

Take note: While I usually like to highlight my own photos, "Gibraltar" and "Top o the Rock" were photographed by my lovely and talented fiance. I did a bit of Photoshopping and they are now on display here for the world to see.






06 January 2011

Shameless Plug Alert!

Hello, Loyal Readers! I just wanted to take a moment to put in a shameless plug for a new blog that I have opened up: Death and Coyotes. This is where I will be posting rants on all sorts of different topics that have nothing to do with travelling.

I'm also selling my photos! You can buy the prints from my deviantArt page now! They make great Christmas gifts (remember, Christmas is only 11 shopping months away), birthday presents, anniversary gifts (I believe the sixth anniversary is known as the Photography Anniversary) and just about any other occasion you can think of. Some of the proceeds go to a good cause (me); the rest goes to DA for their associated costs, but they're hosting my stuff so I'm not complaining.

I'm going to be opening another blog soon as well, so stay tuned. I know you don't want to miss out on all the fun goodness to come!

05 January 2011

Vicissitudes

Ah, the wonders of attempting to move overseas. The different languages, the new cultures, the numerous flaming hoops through which one must jump; I doubt these will ever get old. Primarily because governments, at least the one in Spain, seem to love to randomly and arbitrarily change the rules as the prospective immigrant makes his or her way through the process. In my case, this means that when my fiance applied for her student visa there was no way for a spouse or dependent to apply with her. That is to say, had we been married before leaving for Spain, there was no visa for which I could apply that would allow me to stay in Spain with her.

All of that changed on 1 November 2010 for reasons unknown to us, the US Consular Office in Madrid and quite probably to the very government that changed these rules as answers seem to change with each office we call and each person we speak with. Immigrating to Spain is beginning to feel like trying to hit a moving target. In an earthquake. While wearing a blindfold.

As the sands continue to shift under my feet it appears that for the moment they have fixed me in a position whereby I must travel back to Miami to apply in person for a spouse-of-student visa. The Miami consular office, it seems, will not accept a proxy. So I will in all likelihood have to pack up my stuff, fly to Miami on the 17th of March, mill about the United States while a functionary ponders my fate and then travel back to Barcelona. Presuming, of course, that said functionary greets my application favorably. Needless to say, this has done nothing positive for my mood which had already been stressed by an exceedingly long back-up of my computer that kept me up until 4am.

I believe, though, now more than ever that this will all be worth it. It will certainly give me more to write about moving forward. I am attempting to sort out in my head a trip that will take me first to Miami, then Tampa, then perhaps Philadelphia to see friends and family I haven't seen in months (and hopefully a Lightning game or two!). It won't be cheap but I hope it will be valuable. I just wish it wasn't such a pain in the ass.

There are other options, no matter how limited or unpalatable they may be. Everything's still up in the air at the moment and so I am anxious to see how this all plays out over the coming months. But I'll come through this just fine, a little wiser and with a bunch of material to write about.