Arriving in Gibraltar at night we barely made it across the border. Luckily we shortly found a safe hang spot for our hamock. Not being able to walk another step we fell asleep instandly!
Having traveled through the dangerous parts of Spain we feel like in a Security Heaven.
It is so funny when you just walk towards the big Rock and suddenly you are in a totally different country. Clean streets, sophisticated Britains giving very precise directions in perfect English if you ask them and a cloudy sky of course. We reached the, due to Common Wealth, sovereign Gibraltar.