Yesterday morning we headed off to the Thursday Huescar market. As we passed a bank offering the advert “we speak English” I began to wonder how many of our banks advertise “we speak French” or “we speak Dutch” or whatever. I suspect very few.
We had our usual Thursday morning “Churos” – a strange sausage-shaped fried dough extraction with coffee (some have it with hot chocolate) and spent the morning enjoying the market and the many meats and wide range of fruit on offer. We ended up leaving with some very nice olives which are now, sadly, largely eaten!
In the afternoon I managed to get a little time in the sun. I also took our Meganne for a spin – it’s first trip up and and down the hills since we got it back – seems absolutely fine – I’ve a little more confidence it will be ok – which is more than one can say for Maureen’s phone – but that’s another story here.
The evening started well with the usual Brits down at the Galera Hotel then on to Pizza Posa – but after a while we saw something we’d almost forgotten about – rain!!! The first significant rain in Galera with a considerable amount of thunder and lightning in the background. Still not in the same league as British rain but wet non-the-less and this brought the temperature down to the 20s where it looks set to stay for a couple of days.
I am determined to get to grips with the Spanish language – much as our largely British friends are great – I’m sure we’re missing something by not also getting involved with the locals. I can must about manage “beer and a hamburger but no lettuce for me” but that and a few other tricks are just about it… must try harder.