La playa y los caballos

Sunday is my absolutely free day from working, and as the weather is uncommonly warm for this time of the year, the other au pairs and I went to the beach.
From Jerez we took a bus to the train station using our bus passes that for a whole month only cost 18 euros. Then we took a train that costs 1.50 euros each way to El Puerto de Santa Maria, only like 10-12 minutes away, and finally we took another bus through El Puerto to get to the bay of Cadiz.
From the beach we could see the Peninsula of Cadiz on the other side of the bay, and sail boats and wind surfers enjoying the protected waters of the bay. The water is dirtier than when I was in Zahara on Friday, but that is to be expected from a bay, which also offers a little warmer water than the open ocean at Zahara. As I waded my way into the water I was worried about what possible animals or fish I could step on, not being able to see the bottom clearly, but then I was re-assured by the other au pairs that the waters of this area do not have sting rays.
Since all the other au pairs I have met speak German, and they have to practice their English to speak with me, I am going to learn a few words in German every time I am with them. At the beach we worked on the numbers, which I kind of already knew up until 10, so its a long road till I will be understanding anything they are saying about me in German.
That night after we got home at 10 pm after waiting a long time for the two different buses, a thing not too uncommon, especially on a Sunday in Spain, as the schedule of buses and trains is more limited than on a week day. As the last bus usually hits each station around the 10 o'clock hour we took a taxi into the city for 4.30 euros and walked up to the old castle on top of the hill to hear a free concert by a local band called los dilcuentes, or something like that.
As we held hands through the crowd I noticed how uniquely so many of the, probably all the young people in Jerez and the surrounding area, where dressed. There were punk rock, alternative, fashionable, less-is-more-revealing, and of course the typical spanish dressed people. I will wait to explain this fashion for another blog after I am able to sneak some photographs to go along with my descriptions.
Then today, which is Tuesday, I took the baby on a walk to the carrefore, which is actually French owned, and is really just like a giant walmart. After I was able to find some face wash and body lotion, no easy task, and the prices of cosmetics and bathroom essentials is more expensive here in Spain, I took the baby to a cafe to have a cafe con leche, coffee and milk and I fed the baby yogurt.
Then we were walking home and I was waiting for the baby to fall asleep when we passed the famous Equestrian school of Jerez. I stopped to point out the white horse running around to the baby and the guard said I could go in. So for about 20 minutes I stood in the shade as the baby and I watched the horse trainers running the horses around, cleaning out stalls, walking some other horses and all of them smiling at the baby. lol.
I snuck a few photos, unsure if I was even allowed to take them, and decided to come back another day to get more photos and information on the place.