A walk along Spain's northern coast
We had lunch at our hotel yesterday, vegetal pizza and chicken enchiladas, both quite good. The couple that owned the place were arty and cool. Yesterday we posted some of the pictures on their walls. The place is full of interesting images and things. The menu has a few interesting details: Philip Seymour Hoffman pizza, Luca Bratzi pizza (it sleeps with the fishes), insomnia pizza ??
Today we walked from the tiny town of San Miguel de Meruelo to another not quite as tiny but still small town of Galizano. Walking on roads the whole way. More up and down than yesterday but not bad. We walked a total of 8.5 miles but that includes walk to restaurant and back after leaving our packs at the hotel. Elevation gain and loss was 600 feet up and 594 down.
The roads mostly didn’t have shoulders but very little traffic. Photos below show typical road and that it was a bright sunny day.
I still couldn’t talk Charlie into wearing his hi-viz wear. I decided to make mine look like a vest in front.
I’ve seen this exact graphic in several countries. The boy is older, maybe 12-13, is wearing shorts and seems to be carrying a briefcase. The girl is younger, maybe 9-10, has a pony tail with a very large scrunchie-like thing, seems to be wearing a very short skirt and has a purse. They are running because they are excited about getting to school, or maybe about finally getting out of school and going home. Of course, the real reason they are running is to warn drivers that they might just run right in front of your car. A big mix of assumptions and stereotypes. And despise all this deconstruction, a pretty effective warning sign.
Google said Bar Luis would be right on our path. They’d open at 10:00, not long before we’d get there. Google didn’t show any other bars open. But Bar Luis sounded perfect. We got there and found a sign that said “Closed until May 3.”
But, we didn’t have to eat raisins and walnuts and caffeine pills for breakfast because Google was also wrong about there being another bar — very near this one, and it was open. It was a modern, fancy place. They didn’t hesitate a second when we asked if they’d make us eggs and toast and coffee.
We didn’t specifically ask for butter and jam with our toast and they served the toast with olive oil and tomato sauce. Very common here. That’s how we ate it. Tasty.
Twice so far on this trip we’ve been asked if we wanted large coffees. We said yes this time. They were HUGE. Largest we’d ever seen. Charlie likes the large ones. Next time I’ll stay with “regular”.
Could this be true? Seems like a stretch. We used soap.
