Monkeying around in Gilbralter

After a day and a half at sea, we steamed into Gibralter around noon. It was sunny and warm with a brisk breeze blowing off the Med. We could see the coast of Morocco very clearly and also the Rock. We opted to take a tour of the colony and boarded a very small minibus. The reason for it's tiny-ness is soon apparent as Gibralter is rather compact with winding streets that are the width of a (small) car. We saw the lighthouse, St. Michael's cave (one stalagtite looks pretty much like another no matter where in the world the cave), and then we saw the monkeys. More accurately, we saw the Barbary Apes of Gibralter. They are rather small, scruffy looking primates that have a tendency to scratch...hmmmm. The absolute highlight of the day, and perhaps the entire trip, for Kate is when our tour guide got of the little creatures to sit on her head and shoulder. Luckily, no fleas were exchanged during the brief relationship. Back to the ship via the runway of the airport, where they close the road when a plane lands. We sailed on time, no one was late, and off we went over the horizon towards Lisbon.