Our first day was a little short due to flying in and getting settled in our little apartment, so we decided to hit Gibraltar. It was really bizarre- one second you're driving down the coast of Spain and then you're being funneled through the border patrol and then all the signs are in English. It's really weird, this little outcropping of land in the Mediterranean is owned by Britain, and apparently Spain is still sore about it. The citizens of Gibraltar are allowed to vote now and again as to whether they would rather belong to Spain or England, and they always choose the Mother Land... and I wonder why, they are ALL British.
We went to the "Rock of Gibraltar"
to see the views...and the monkeys! Jensen's new favorite word is officially "MONKEY!" Here he is spotting his first one.
This is one of our funniest- if not most embarrassing pictures to date. Al wanted me to be in a picture, so I stood there for him- a "safe" distance from the monkey because there are warnings all over the place not to get too close to the monkeys- and until we looked back through the pics we didn't realize what our monkey was up to... Whoops!
The last tantrum step is the wrestle with the car seat, but that one is so stressful I didn't even consider taking a picture. It usually calms down about 4-10 minutes into the drive. Gotta love it.
That's all for that vacation- I'll be working on the next one!