From Huelva I cycled in the direction of Seville. Somewhere halfway I found a campsite but it would cost me 19 euro, which I thought was outrageous and I steered my bicycle back to the road. It was getting very hot but I kept going till I found a recreational area which looked like a good spot for wild camping. I sat down for a while, but it would still be a few hours till nightfall and I got nervous: it didn’t look like a good site after all: rubbish and the leftovers from a campfire. Moreover, I had realised I had very little water left and so I decided once more to continue. A cyclist I met on the way told me there should be a cheap hotel in Ginis, close to Seville.
The hotel appeared to be a Love Hotel and when I told the girl at reception, I was with my bicycle, she smiled and said: No problem, you can sleep with your bicycle. Tired, I got everything in my room and paid 35 euros for the luxury of a private bathroom.
In the morning I cooked some noodles in the bathroom and made some coffee before I checked out. When I was getting my stuff outside, I could clearly hear that not all guests were sleeping with their bicycles…
From here it was a short ride into Seville.