This is old news, yet worth the while. The day trip to the Rock of Gibraltar was wonderful yet unfortunately, ridiculously short. We planned our trip on the premise that the bus ride was 2 hours long. Unbeknownst to us, we would spent 8 hours on the bus and only 2.75 hours in Great Britain (no typo, it’s a British territory). Still, it was beautiful and funny things still happened:
Number one: Amber proved to be the definition of a power walker (Pump it, girl). I physically could not walk as fast as her, sometimes jogging to catch up. Molly and I laughed despite Amber telling us we’d otherwise miss our bus. Here’s Molly trying to sneak a picture in.
Number two: The apes. After our mad dash to the top, we first saw the signs and then we saw the devils. Oh they’re cute and all, but tricky and aggressive. As we stood looking at them, one jumped off the rail, ran at a lady, seized her plastic bag, and ran away. How in the world did it know there was food in there? I don’t know, but I was genuinely scared as it threatened anyone who dared to reclaim the goodies.
A quick summary, it was really beautiful and fun and I’m glad to have gone. There are some places that just beg you to take a second to think. Tessa, Carly, Mattie, Jill, I was missing you and thinking you would have gotten a kick out of those apes. Maybe its better you weren’t there, Carly. Together, we’d have been more daring to tease those mean things. Ha, ha.
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