Monkey Business

The Friday of o hanging for some conversation we can understand, and to order food that we know what it will be….so it´s off to Gibralter. Gibralter is a tiny English colony still ruled by the crown….even though the Spanish and English have been squabling over it for years. In fact there are lots of signs of wars between the two…cannons and gun turrits and lots violence directed toward one another. Been going on since the 1700´s before that the Arabs were involved in the squable too. They finally decided to get along….and the citizens of Gibralter voted recently to remain independent, yet a colony of the of the British empire. This all to say, we could go there and talk to people and they didn´t look back at us as if we were idiots. Refreshing. Had a great day there….very interesting and lots of new sights and experiences. Like having a monkey on your head. Now that is a new experience. Yes a real live monkey, and yes…Ben was lucky enough to have one on his head. There are over 250 monkeys that inhabit the rock…imported from North Africa by Winston Churchill….they now roam free on the rock…and on our taxi tour to the top of the rock, our friendly (English speaking) guide quickly asked whether Ben would like to have a monkey on him….before Ben had a chance to think too much about that offer, the monkey was draped across his shoulders and head. We of course took a picture, and have now proudly titled it: Monkey on Monkey. The tour included a trip into caves, a view at the top of the straits of Gibralter, the Northern Tip of Africa and the Atlantic ocean…pretty awesome. The main street at sea level is loaded with shops and people and we relished in all the English we could understand. It grew dark, we couldn´t find our bus stop to get back to the boarder and to our car, and after only a few minutes of panic…..just by accident our number 10 bus arrived and wisked us off to the safety of our minature Opel 5 door. It was off to our home, food in the room and visions of monkeys dancing in our heads. Not to mention the monkey odor on our clothes.ur first week…we decide to go to a place where they speak more English than Spainish, yes, we are