Tonight there wasn’t a desk or table in our hotel room or anywhere else in the hotel that we thought to look. So we are now sitting in a coffee bar. Charlie ordered a decaf. I ordered a little pastry. They are open till midnight. A quiet place. Not even any music, but there is fútbol on the tv (soccer).
Last night we blogged in the breakfast room. Our “hotel” was a large house that someone had converted into a B&B with six guest rooms of various sizes.