Thursday, 14 March 2019

Thursday 14 March - Tolosa

Where's Bertie? He's all alone at a 12-place Aire in the town of Tolosa in the Basque Country. It used to cost €1/24 hours to stay here, but is now free (including services). Exact location: 43.13394, -2.08394.
Weather: Glorious but cold start, but overcast by the time we arrived in Tolosa. Max temp today around 11 degrees.

I was on a mission today: to arrive at our destination early enough to go for a final Menu del Dia before we leave Spain tomorrow. That led to a bit of a rush this morning, as before we left Torquemada I/we needed to:
- wait until the heating had warmed Bertie enough for me to feel inclined to get out of bed (it got down to -1 outside last night, so it was a frosty start);
- go for a run;
- have a shower;
- have breakfast;
- find a suitable destination;
- empty and fill Bertie at the service point.

Glorious morning, but I ran along the narrow village streets before the sun had chance to make it over the buildings, so it was a bit nippy.


All things considered, we did well to get away at 10am. That left us no time for stops en-route, and it was around 1320 when we did a tour of the car parks here in Tolosa before finally finding the allocated motorhome parking in the least attractive spot, behind the car parks (we were misled at first by many motorhomes in the car parks, but it looks like they're locals' vans, using the free parking as storage).

View from Bertie's front bumper (across a couple of car parks containing lots of in-storage motorhomes). That's an impressive hill over there.


Donning warm jackets, we were soon on our way into town in search of an eatery. Given the time and my level of hunger, my tactic today was to eat at the first place we saw that had a Menu del Dia displayed outside (provided it contained something suitable for both of us).

First blackboard we saw. Yep, that'll do!


The bar didn't look too appealing as we entered, but we stuck with it and had an excellent lunch. In fact, there's not a single thing about either meal that we could fault.

Understanding none of the options reeled off to us, pudding was a pot luck affair. Mick caught the word 'chocolate' and we both went with it, landing ourselves incredibly rich chocolate fondant puddings. Yum!


As for the town, on the bits we saw, it looked a good place for a walk around and I would have done precisely that on another day (preferably one about 10 degrees warmer!), particularly as there are numbered information signs dotted around, suggesting there's a cultural tour route. However, today's only objective was that big lunch, so afterwards we were happy simply to waddle back to Bertie for a quiet rest of the day.

An attractive town, with avenues of trees to provide shade in summer

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