We had a really nice evening in the company of some Dutch folk who were impressed with our venture into the hills.
Today however we are stiff as boards and waddling around as though we have had hip replacements. I don't know, you would think we never walk anywhere.
It started with a waddle into the old town to find some socks which would stop my feet thinking they were walking on egg shells.
That job done and with the sun now strong in the azure sky (Thanks Martin), we decided we had better take full advantage of the free vitamin D on offer and hypothetically plug ourselves into an English speaking sunbed. I set the timer to go off when both sides were medium to well done.
Lunch was taken after another short waddle across the road to a tapas bar.
Spanish omelette, Garlic Prawns, Meatballs, Beef steak, Chicken wings, Croquette potatoes, Salad, bread, 1 wine, 1 beer, 2 coffee's. All for 10 euro 40 cents whilst sat out in delightful 17 degrees C.
We get asked quite a bit if we are cold as we are in the minority here in shorts and tee shirts. Most of the locals and those on holiday seem to be dressed for winter. Gloves, scarfs and hats in abundance.
Honestly, the weather this last couple of days has been as good as any we had in UK last summer. Bring it on.