The Rain in Spain.....

Saturday 13th October. Holed up in a great hotel in San Vincente de la Barquera. A couple of days ago we left Ribadesella in the rain - wet! wet! wet! Wet I can cope with but wet and up hill means sweat!
 sweat! sweat! then down
hill - yep  you got it cold! cold! cold! an
uncomfortable day alround. We called it a day in the early
 aft
ernoom in Llanes, a historical
town - lots of od walls and stuff but a bustling town and a good stop ove
r.
We are in the heart of sidre country and
every one drinks it. The waiter pours it into your glass from as high as possible -you drink the 2 inches of gaseous liquid straight away and tip the last bit away. In most sidre bars there is a chanel running round the bar for the dregs - best shoes not recommended.

We ate in the hotel restaurant - it looked great overlooking a beach (we probably had over 100 places to choose from) - we hhad the waiter from Fawlty Towers - not Manuel - he was good. When I finished my starter he cleared my place a.d brought both our main courses and left Gilly's on the table to get cold.Again when I had finished he cleard my place and lent righy across Gilly  to get her starter plate knocking the food whi h was halfway to her mouth flying. He said nothing and then whem Gilly wanted a sweet- well I've never zeen something slambed down so hard in a restaurant.
No tip for him.

Expecting more rain and big wind domorrow - probably 2 days to Santander.

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