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- Free High-Speed Internet
- Wheelchair accessibility
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... a Patum sequence, thankfully from the relative shade by the Patum Bar.
At one point one of the guites came to say hello and the elderly gentleman with the fine head of hair didn’t bat an eyelid when I frantically brushed several smouldering sparks from his coiffure. He should have worn a hat. Fortunately I don’t have as much to lose as he did but Julie and I both took a few direct hits.
With hours to go before the Patum Completa we took the car ...
... was out of the underground car park where I had to sit at the top of the steep ramp for several minutes because the door didn't open. Eventually Julie went to check and was told at reception that we needed to push a button in the parking level. How we got out yesterday and every time we went out in the car last year I will never know. We'd been assuming that there was a sensor. Good thing I'm good at hill starts.
It was another beautiful morning and a pleasant drive ...
... ramp in and out is steep, narrow and has a very tight bend in it. The walls are scraped and marked with the paint of hundreds of cars that have negotiated it. There is space for perhaps 20 cars but they are all pretty tight, with structural columns and not much room to manoeuvre. Not for the faint hearted. Probably normal for locals but I can't think of anything as challenging in the UK.
Our target was another visit to the mirador at Pedraforca to see if there were ...
... was swift and efficient. We had a bit of a wait at the rental car desk because several customers got there before us and I had to politely explain to the girl on the Europe car that when we let one chap go in front of us (and three other waiting groups) because he'd said "I just want to ask one question" we hadn’t expected the question to be “Can I rent a car, please?”. The girl’s excuse for starting to process his request was that she had only just arrived but ...
... market. It did not disappoint with hanging hocks of jamon, rows of candied fruits and marzipan, spices, and more jamon. We snacked through a bit, enjoyed some juices, and even found a spice vendor with big sticks of licorice root; something we both gnawed on as children. My memory tastes better than the sticks!
Tomorrow, we'll visit a bit more of the city, then enjoy a train down to Alicante to meet our home exchange friends. Off to the beaches!