Day 5: Local Perspective

by andrewwelch

Posted from Region of Murcia, Spain.

I reached the ‘Camposol’ above Mazarron, which was an estate of holiday villas beside a golf course.

camposol

I saw a man crossing the road. By his demeanour, posture and pulled-up Slazenger sports socks, I could tell he was from England.

I asked him if he knew where I could buy a bottle of water. “You can get it from the centre… or if you want I can give you one.” He said, and then added. “Do you want a sandwich aswell?”

friends_mazarron

John and Jenny had been living in Mazarron for 10 years. They told me that two years earlier the road bridge across the Rambla had been destroyed by a large storm surge.