Hotel Villa de Algar
- Continental Breakfast
- Continental Breakfast
- Swimming pool
- Free High-Speed Internet
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We went out last night around some of the tapas bars in Jerez, and ended up in one with live flamenco. No dancing, (except people in the bar) but a male and a female singer and a guitar player. Just fantastic, all packed out with locals so it was the real thing. And today two of Jerez's three football teams played each other in the first Derby match for thirty years, so I had to go. The stadium these two ...
... very elegant in terracotta and cream with beautiful blue tiling. Lynette went on by bus to IKEA, and I walked back through the market. My tapas book says that gypsies come down from the mountains and sell wild asparagus outside the market (it's the very thin stuff I think we call sprue) and its considered a delicacy all over spain, especially in scrambled eggs. So, as they were there, ...
... You don’t need a gym here, waking up and down these streets every day is exercise enough. Heaven knows how they do it, but many of the women (even the seniors in their 70’ & 80’s) are out walking everyday gathering groceries & visiting, some are wearing heels on these steep cobble stoned streets.
It was very busy when we arrived and we came to learn that there was the annual medieval festival & market taking ...
Fantastic day in the ancient city of Cordoba. Arrived on the tail end of the famous Patio Festival where you can wander through the Jewish quarter to see the beautiful courtyards with all their flowering plants. The houses are very deceptive. They have modest and quite small frontages but inside open up to huge mansions some of which are the size of a whole block. Many are now hotels. The afternoon of course was spent at the Mesquita. I had read about it before but never expected ...
... how much would one cost and would it be to live in or to stable something.The local bar is open so we amble across to enquire if there would be food available this evening. John sends me in to find out, along with his best wishes for success. The loud local chatter becomes silence as I approach the bar and I ask the barmaid, without a lot of hope if the rest of our trip has been anything to go by, if she speaks English. Not a chance, clearly. ...