Where's Bertie? He's still in the station car park at Liérganes.
Weather: After some rain overnight, it has been a mainly-sunny day and nice and warm.
After I posted yesterday's blog we did as I said we would and moved Bertie across four spaces, thus completing the game of 'musical vans' that had gone on during the afternoon. Fortunately, coughing-bird didn't follow, and so we had a disturbance-free night, hearing nothing between the last train at 11pm and the first train at 7am.
Both of the other vans had gone by 10 o'clock this morning, which was about the time we were heading out for a walk up these local hills:
It didn't go to plan. After thrashing around in what felt like someone's garden, searching for the onwards path, we gave up on that route, backtracked a little and made a low-level circuit via the river instead.
That got us back to Bertie in time for a late elevenses to tide us over until it was a reasonable time (by Spanish standards) to go out for lunch by way of celebration of our wedding anniversary.
By then, Bertie had been joined in the car park by two other British vans. Brief chats were had with both sets of occupants (full-timers in one; back to the UK on the ferry tomorrow night in the other), and the full-timers ended up sitting next to us over lunch, so we had a good chat as we polished off our three course lunches:
I won on choosing the best starter. The contents of both my bowl and of the serving dish in the middle comprised that starter. I didn't finish it all, given I still had two courses to go. The flan for pudding was home made and also superb.
After waddling back to Bertie, I did manage to stir myself, just as the sun was going down, to walk into town to see if I could get some wifi outside of the Santander bank, but it was closed and thus there was no wifi to be had. It was, however, nice to see the town with people walking around and the shops open. We've a special skill for only finding ourselves in towns either before the shops get going in the morning, or during the afternoon closed period, so we seldom get to see them with people*. (*I'm ignoring the public holiday the other day when the town was heaving, but most of the shops were closed. The emphasis that day was definitely on the bars and restaurants, whose Menu del dia prices went up by €6-7 for the day).
Weather: After some rain overnight, it has been a mainly-sunny day and nice and warm.
After I posted yesterday's blog we did as I said we would and moved Bertie across four spaces, thus completing the game of 'musical vans' that had gone on during the afternoon. Fortunately, coughing-bird didn't follow, and so we had a disturbance-free night, hearing nothing between the last train at 11pm and the first train at 7am.
Both of the other vans had gone by 10 o'clock this morning, which was about the time we were heading out for a walk up these local hills:
It didn't go to plan. After thrashing around in what felt like someone's garden, searching for the onwards path, we gave up on that route, backtracked a little and made a low-level circuit via the river instead.
That got us back to Bertie in time for a late elevenses to tide us over until it was a reasonable time (by Spanish standards) to go out for lunch by way of celebration of our wedding anniversary.
By then, Bertie had been joined in the car park by two other British vans. Brief chats were had with both sets of occupants (full-timers in one; back to the UK on the ferry tomorrow night in the other), and the full-timers ended up sitting next to us over lunch, so we had a good chat as we polished off our three course lunches:
I won on choosing the best starter. The contents of both my bowl and of the serving dish in the middle comprised that starter. I didn't finish it all, given I still had two courses to go. The flan for pudding was home made and also superb.
After waddling back to Bertie, I did manage to stir myself, just as the sun was going down, to walk into town to see if I could get some wifi outside of the Santander bank, but it was closed and thus there was no wifi to be had. It was, however, nice to see the town with people walking around and the shops open. We've a special skill for only finding ourselves in towns either before the shops get going in the morning, or during the afternoon closed period, so we seldom get to see them with people*. (*I'm ignoring the public holiday the other day when the town was heaving, but most of the shops were closed. The emphasis that day was definitely on the bars and restaurants, whose Menu del dia prices went up by €6-7 for the day).
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