Day 2

Last night it’s fair to say I went out like a light

An early start, heavy cheese and alcohol consumption meant that was always going to be the case

Our apartment is in a small, old town alleyway and we had the shutters closed which meant we were in complete darkness 

All of which explains why I didn’t wake up until 11:30 - I feel like a teenager again

I even had the hangover to prove it...

Once up we decided to go to the “biggest wooden monument “ as described to us last night







I’m going to have to agree - it was big, but I never got to grips with the why 

In my opinion it was also dwarfed by the poor tuning of the bells of one of the million churches we have passed


We were hungry then so Joss had some more Iberian Ham and olives, while I went for the spaghetti bolognaise 



Needless to say, the olives looked foul and stank of garlic which did mean we had the pavement to ourselves most of the way to the plaza de espana 

Which was VERY impressive









We then started to head home but were distracted by a bar/ restaurant 

Joss was still hungry and ordered chips - telling the waiter they were to share even though I’d said I wasn’t hungry 

She ate the first half of the chips when they arrived then poured salt over the remaining half, thus ensuring I wouldn’t want any of the rest and so ate that too

Here is a picture of what was left



Do you see the detail here

There are TWO forks and the one that wasn’t used now has ketchup all over it. Did you also notice the 2 scrunched up serviettes ?

Yes all there to convince the waiter she hadn’t scoffed the lot 

How could she .....

We then went back to the apartment (via the supermarket for treats) to prepare for tonight’s Flamenco show - the only thing I’d booked for the whole week

It was quite a walk and we had to cross the river





And then it was time for the show

They wouldn’t allow us to take pictures / videos until the end but I want to say, it was bloody amazing

The first girl that danced was so good Joss almost stopped breathing - she was so that good 

The second girl and the guy were also talented , but not in her league

I took a video of what I was allowed which shows the girl dancing but in no way reflects how good she was

It does, however, reflect how weird the wailing guy was, and I will leave to your imagination why Joss couldn’t look at me when he did his wailing solo at the beginning 


We left then and had pizza 



But not before crossing the river again...





....before making our way home - it’s been a short day, but a good one, and now I’m ready for my bed










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