King Fahad Bin Abdul Aziz al Saud From the point, we decided to go to the town center. Once again, Tom Tom took us on a challenging route. Initially we drove by St. Bernard’s Roman Catholic Church. It was not open, but I did take a few photos. From there, the road was steeply descending and became very narrow. At some points, the mirrors on the 4Runner were within an inch or two of either side. When we got back down near sea level, I stopped at a gas station for a “pit stop”. While I was parked waiting for everyone to come out, I noticed gasoline was 1.169 Pounds per liter; that equals $6.94 per gallon! I did not buy any! We found a place to park and began walking around town. We decided we would go to church to celebrate the birth of our Savior. We first walked by the Cathedral of the Holy Trinity, Gibraltar. The sign read The Cathedral Church of the Anglican Diocese in Europe. We passed by that church. A few blocks later we found King’s Chapel (1560). We noticed the service was due to start at 10:30, in about five minutes. It was a Church of England. We went inside. We found ourselves in a very small chapel. Including us, the pastor, his wife, and his son, there were 27 of us there for the service. Listening to the service with the pastor’s British accent put a different touch on the service. We left church and walked around for a few minutes. We quickly decided we were done since nothing was open. We drove back into Spain. Once again we were the only car. It was about 12:30 so we decided to try to find something to eat. Just across the border we stumbled upon La Braseron Asador de Carnes. When we entered we were told we were about 30 minutes too early for lunch. So we sat in the bar and had a vino tinto, of course. Right on cue, the waiter took us to our table. To start, we had Patatas Bravas. It is diced, fried potatoes covered in a red sauce. It is served warm. We could hardly stop our selves from eating them all. For the main course, the kids had grilled chicken breast and the adults each had a half chicken. It had been roasted in a wood fired oven. I have to say, it was the best chicken I can ever remember eating. For dessert, the kids had Tarta de Chocolate. Leslie and I had coffee. Soon after bringing our coffee, the waiter returned with some wrapped sweets for Leslie and I. He said they were traditional Spanish Christmas sweets. They were as follows: Polvoron – ** (very crumbly, shortbread biscuit)
Mantecado de Cacao – * (Cream of Cocoa)
Mantecado de Canela – *** (Cream of Cinnamon) The stars reflect our ranking of each one. The total for the lunch came to 71.85 Euros, oh, small towns!! We left the restaurant and began our drive back to Rota. Just outside of the town of Jerez de la Frontera, we drove by the Cartuja de Santa Maria de la Defension (Monastery of St. Mary of Defense). It was not completely open, but we were able to find out it was built in the late 1400s. Too bad we could not have gone to Christmas mass there! We arrived back at the Lodge at about 16:00. Another interesting sight on the way back were the cactus fences. They look similar to prickly pear cactus, but much larger. They stand about six feet tall and are used in place of fences on several of the farms we passed.