Gibraltar ist ein beschauliches britisches Städtchen am Ende Europas. Voll gestopft mit Offshore-Banken, Online-Gambling-Firmen und englischen Touristen in Trainingsanzügen, gruppiert sich der Ort um den berühmten Affenfelsen. Ein ganz hervorragender Platz, um den Vormittag mit The Times and spend a tea with milk. Marks & Spencer offers excellent potato chips with Salt & Vinegar and the pubs are packed clock from 11 to usher in the day with lukewarm beer. After several hours we have enough to enjoy this bizarre piece of Europe again and make us walk on the way to Spain. Still cheap bought a carton of cigarettes (also known as Non smoking can you use these things well as bribes in Africa ...), then the runway of the airport crossing ("When red pedestrian light is taking off or landing machines expected, please go quickly!"). Then it goes past the last British Device before the border, the "Office for complaints about English border restrictions" and already we are kindly waved through by British and English border guards ... without restrictions.
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