Salobrena part DO
The difference in pronunciation and languages between areas of Spain is pretty awesome. For one, two-“dos” is pronounced DO.
The day of relaxation in Salobrena went to plan. After a quick, hot, beautiful hike through the old town (so picturesque!) we had a huuuuge cheap lunch of 1/2 raciones. We ordered 3… Should’ve ordered 2.
The rest of the day I spent at the beach. Tim even joined me for a bit, until we had some beers, and then he went off to an afternoon siesta around 5. I continued to read, dream, think, meditate on stacking rocks, and so on until sunset, at which point we rejoined and had a very unhealthy but awesome dinner of 3 wines, 3 beers, and the 3 tapas provided for free. Thoroughly sunned and smashed, we returned to the hotel – 2 minutes away! Everything is in this town. – and passed out.
Notes from the day:
1. there is an adorable and awesome breed of dog sound here that is just the Best. I officially want a dog from this reed, but I’m worried that its some local mutt. No idea when I’ll get said dog, but holy cow… They are small, smart, adorable, portable, fuzzy, and funny.
2. We are scary lucky with the weather. I’m writing the next day and its another perfectly sunny day.
3. I’m running out of outfits and shoes! Bout a 5eu pair of flip-flops but they are not so comfortable either.
4. Tapas given by default are amazing. When waiting for tim to get up from his nap, post beach, I got a glass of wine for myself. It took forever to make it, to the point where i started to wonder what is taking so long to pour a glass of wine. Finally she comes out with the glass of wine, and also a ing plate with a few pieces of the locally smoked proscuitto, olives, and a tiny piece of baguette carefully drizzled with olive oil.
5. We officially found the most nice hotel owner. He is always smiling, sweet, and let me charge up my ebook after i foolishly drained it by connecting it to the iPad charger. And just in general he is so nice.
Plans for today: lessons in manual driving, and trip over to Jerez de la Fronterra, a tiny hill town. It is supposed to be super picturesque, though we have already had amazing luck with this town.
moscow dog. a few steps later, he tried to protect me and my friend from a muzzled but attacking and trying to bite doberman. this is a puppy, you could see by the size of the paws and legs and behavior. amazing.