Thursday 16 February - Osuna

Where's Bertie? He's still at the Aire in Osuna.
Weather: A few clouds building for a short while mid-afternoon, but otherwise wall-to-wall sunshine. 20 degrees.
Mick ran relatively early this morning. I waited until the day had warmed up (in the interests of last-minute heat acclimatisation, having seen Sunday's weather forecast). Then it was lunch time, then there was a bit more work to be done (I'd already tap-tapped away whilst Mick had been out). Finally, at around 2pm, it was time for us to head out to have a look at Osuna. Bad planning really, as we should know by now that mid-afternoon = deserted town. That doesn't detract from the architecture though, and there's lots to see in Osuna, even if the majority is of a religious bent.
We didn't have to go very far before we started spotting information signs
Buildings spotted down side-streets drew us to them. This one now houses the courts. 
On the edge of the main square, this sign told us that Calle Tia Mariquita is one of the town's most picturesque streets. We walked five sides of the square before we found it about twenty paces away from this sign:
Hmmm. This is Calle Tia Mariquita. In what way is this picturesque?!
This is looking left from the end of the allegedly picturesque street. A far more appealing place, no?
Up was then the direction to a huge church of which I failed to take a snap, but this is the view from outside.And in another direction
And a selfie to celebrate the fact that we've finally got some t-shirt weather!
Behind the church was the historic university and as its door was open we nipped in for a look at the courtyard. It was the only building we found to be open, having hit the closed-for-siesta period of 1430-1600.
Outside the historic university building.
Another square with another huge church. There's no lack of churches, convents, monasteries and hermitages in this town. 
Verdict: it's a really nice town and well worth spending a couple of hours wandering around (more if some of the visitable locations are open). There's quite a few way-marked walks hereabouts too (we ran out and back on one of the nearby Petit Randonees this morning), so if we were passing by, we'd happily stay here again to explore further.
^{(News from the Aire, which emptied out by mid-morning and has since gradually been filling back up, is that some ignorant twat was today apparently confounded by the (completely standard, by Spanish design) service point and rather than tipping their toilet waste down the sewer hatch, they poured it down the grid below the fresh water tap. It didn't go down the restricted drain there, so spilled all across the surrounding area. Even if it started as an honest mistake (and I struggle to see how that could happen), you must be the most selfish breed of ignorant twat (sorry for the repetition; I'm struggling to come up with a different description) to continue to pour your toilet waste when it starts spilling. I bet they rinsed their cassette with the fresh water tap too, rather than the one on the other side of the pilar (that lies immediately above the sewer hatch). Fortunately, there's a drinking water tap out on the street, so that's where we've filled our bottles. We've since seen some kind motorhomer hosing the area down.)}