La Cueva Park
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Hokay so here's the earth... Tomorrow we go into Morocco and I have oodles of homework to do but I decided to write this instead because if I don’t do it now then I’ll definitely not do it ever. We had two days in Spain and they were super fun and stuff so read on my faithful bloggies, blogettes, and blogaroos. Also it's late so I'm not proofreading this and I hope that doesn't backfire. Meow.
DAY #1:Today I spent mostly with Jess and ...
... mounts and going through a few of the special steps needed to be able to join in the show. After wandering around for a few hours now and visiting the museum and the tack rooms, with the apprentice leather workers hanging about and talking of their weekend, we head towards the main arena
where the show is about to start.
The first show is a single horse and rider, then a pair, followed
by four horses without riders, just one or two leaders, showing the various
... 5:08 and you hit the town at say, 5:56. If you haven´t eaten and you´re looking for a café to eat something, forget it. You can order a beverage at one and maybe they´ll bring you some olives or chips, but you´ll probably want more than that. You might end up eating a sandwich of some lunchmeat you´d never eat at home on a bench in front of a church where an older, kind of drunk football fan will tell you over and over that your hair looks mahhvalous in English and Spanish. then ...
... pork knuckle.
We then decided to try to find other people so went to a sherry bar in an old square Tony remembered from his previous visit. It was pretty quiet for a Monday night but we took a seat and ordered some of their different sherries. In the end, we had 6 sherries and it came to Eur 10 - bargain!
The next day we considered going to an equestrian show (one of the things Jerez is famous for other than its drink - Nic assumed it would ...
The last phase of our summer trip was to return to Jerez to our flat and meet up with my husband in a few days. The journey back from Tavira in Portugal was more straightforward than I thought since we elected to spend a final morning by the pool and catch the bus at 2.30pm getting to Seville in time for the train before last. We even had time for a guilty pleasure of Burger King in Seville.
We spent the days before John's arrival resting in the flat and watching red dwarf ...