I snapped the above photo this morning as we were walking from our hotel to the train station. Note that it’s called a “cafe” and not a “bar”. But it is pretty much identical, I think. There is still plenty of liquor behind the counter. Above is the cafe/bar where we hung out yesterday afternoon
We are fond of the cafe con leche in Spain. In Italy having coffee with milk after breakfast marks you as a child or a tourist. In Spain there is some of that but it is not as strong. In Basque Country you just order a cafe con leche and that’s that. As soon as
Train stops missed: 1Kind Spanish women who tried to help the rookies but was a few seconds too late: 1Miles: 7.1Rain: a little but we were already insideEarly morning walks through Santander: 1Hot and cold pipelines wondered about: 1 As careful readers of this blog know, we are “short-haul” pilgrims who like to walk 7-9
It’s cold and windy and rainy-ish outside, so we were glad our hotel was so all-purpose today. Nice restaurant, nice bar, nice room. Hotel Cueli in Viveda. Nothing much to explore in Viveda anyway. So, once we stepped through the hotel door, we had no plans to step out until tomorrow morning. We haven’t posted
We are in the large bar of our hotel (Hotel Cueli) in Viveda. I just counted. There are 33 men in here. I’m the only woman. Most of the men are at tables of 4 or 5 playing some kind of card game. This is clearly a local hang out for the jubilantes (retired guys).