Where's Bertie? He's still in the car park at Dénia and still has a French van snuggled up close to him.
Weather: Partly overcast, cool start then topping out in the low-mid teens.
Another busy day! We're not accustomed to this.
It started with some of this...
...during which I tried to save the hand-knitted socks from the drier, although one snuck in (it's okay: it survived the ordeal):
All smoothed into shape on the laundrette's sort-and-fold shelf. I do like hand-knitted socks. So jolly!
As a reward for getting the washing out of the way so early in the day, we bought pastries and as soon as the laundry was stowed*, it was declared to be coffee time and those pastries were demolished.
A walk out to the marina and past the port came next (passing on our way another laundrette (not on Google, hence I didn't know about it) only a couple of minutes down the road from Bertie).
Looking up to the castle across the marina. The moored craft varied from motor dinghies to super-yachts. Ferries also go to the Balearics from the port next door.
After a stop for coffee** we returned via the town with half a thought on having a Menu del Dia. The problem here, with it apparently being a touristy place (and so many Brits around; we're not used to this!) is that if you betray any hint of glancing at a menu, someone immediately appears and tries to drag you into the associated eatery. I really don't appreciate the hard sell and none of the non-touristy bars we'd passed earlier had jumped out at us, so we returned to Bertie for a late lunch.
An intentionally roundabout route was then taken to the castle (during which we found the place where we would have had lunch if we'd known of its existence earlier) and having hauled ourselves up to the ticket booth we parted with cash to go in. Or, at least, we tapped plastic to card machine because, bizarrely, something was out of order and they couldn't accept cash, but could accept cards.
As you'd expect, the castle gave some excellent viewpoints...
Looking down to the marina from the top of the castle (i.e. the opposite to the previous snap, above)
There's a Bertie down there!
Hills inland
Across the town
...and we managed to poke about the place for the best part of an hour, but information signs were few and mostly only in Spanish, so it's not the most informative castle visit we've ever had.
Hopefully at some point in the future these empty information points will all be filled with multi-lingual boards, but they give the appearance of having been in situ for quite a while and having now been abandoned. A couple (along with half a dozen large trees) had been blown over by Storm Gloria).
It was gone 5pm by the time we were back at Bertie, having first gone out not long after 8 this morning. As I said, it's not often we fill our day with so much. I imagine tomorrow will be quieter, although at the moment I have no idea where we'll be.
Today's bonus snap, seen on our way back to Bertie from the castle:
(*Clothes stowage: I don't know if this is of interest to anyone, but our clothes storage comprises a single overhead locker...
...which we share 50/50. We learnt early on in our ownership of Colin (Bertie's predecessor) that stuff-sacks are the way forward for clothes. So much easier to find stuff if you categorise it into different colours of bags, and no frustration from multiple random garments falling on your head as you search through looking for some clean socks that you're sure are in there somewhere.
**This may seem inconsistent with a comment I made recently about not consuming caffeine (hmmm, now I think about it I'm not sure I made that comment in a blog post). All of these coffees to which I refer are decaff, which is universally available in Spanish bars, cafes and restaurants (and, of course, in Bertie).
Weather: Partly overcast, cool start then topping out in the low-mid teens.
Another busy day! We're not accustomed to this.
It started with some of this...
...during which I tried to save the hand-knitted socks from the drier, although one snuck in (it's okay: it survived the ordeal):
All smoothed into shape on the laundrette's sort-and-fold shelf. I do like hand-knitted socks. So jolly!
As a reward for getting the washing out of the way so early in the day, we bought pastries and as soon as the laundry was stowed*, it was declared to be coffee time and those pastries were demolished.
A walk out to the marina and past the port came next (passing on our way another laundrette (not on Google, hence I didn't know about it) only a couple of minutes down the road from Bertie).
After a stop for coffee** we returned via the town with half a thought on having a Menu del Dia. The problem here, with it apparently being a touristy place (and so many Brits around; we're not used to this!) is that if you betray any hint of glancing at a menu, someone immediately appears and tries to drag you into the associated eatery. I really don't appreciate the hard sell and none of the non-touristy bars we'd passed earlier had jumped out at us, so we returned to Bertie for a late lunch.
An intentionally roundabout route was then taken to the castle (during which we found the place where we would have had lunch if we'd known of its existence earlier) and having hauled ourselves up to the ticket booth we parted with cash to go in. Or, at least, we tapped plastic to card machine because, bizarrely, something was out of order and they couldn't accept cash, but could accept cards.
As you'd expect, the castle gave some excellent viewpoints...
...and we managed to poke about the place for the best part of an hour, but information signs were few and mostly only in Spanish, so it's not the most informative castle visit we've ever had.
It was gone 5pm by the time we were back at Bertie, having first gone out not long after 8 this morning. As I said, it's not often we fill our day with so much. I imagine tomorrow will be quieter, although at the moment I have no idea where we'll be.
Today's bonus snap, seen on our way back to Bertie from the castle:
(*Clothes stowage: I don't know if this is of interest to anyone, but our clothes storage comprises a single overhead locker...
...which we share 50/50. We learnt early on in our ownership of Colin (Bertie's predecessor) that stuff-sacks are the way forward for clothes. So much easier to find stuff if you categorise it into different colours of bags, and no frustration from multiple random garments falling on your head as you search through looking for some clean socks that you're sure are in there somewhere.
**This may seem inconsistent with a comment I made recently about not consuming caffeine (hmmm, now I think about it I'm not sure I made that comment in a blog post). All of these coffees to which I refer are decaff, which is universally available in Spanish bars, cafes and restaurants (and, of course, in Bertie).
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