written 21st December
We had a great night out with Laura and Cedric. Thank you!
We have learnt that cider is a social drinking past time where you stand around at the bar and your group shares bottles and glasses. The barman is in charge of filling glasses and the cider is poured down into the glass he is holding down by his thigh from above his head so by the time it is hits the glass, it is full of bubbles. You have to down it in one, whilst it is still bubbly - otherwise apparently it tastes completely different - and you leave a little bit in the bottom of your glass which you throw on the floor towards the bar over the rim of the bit you drank from so that the glass is clean for the next person. The barman (who is probably called Sergei and from Ukraine) decides when you need topping up and how much you drink in each go and as you neck it back, it is very very hard to keep track of what you have drunk :) but it is lovely stuff. We had originally been planning to drive back to the beach for the night but it quckly became apparently that that was no longer the plan... :)
It turns out that Laura is from Villaviciosa so they are back visiting family (and they now live in Barcelona) before christmas and Cedric is originally american, with a spanish mother. Laura has spent a lot of time in England over the last few years so her English is brilliant and quite randomly we also discovered that she did a university year in Birmingham at exactly the same time we were there in our final year - although she went to the "other" university, the one not in the centre of Birmingham where we were ;) They have both travelled a quite lot so there were lots of stories to swap about different places.
The next bar was an 80's rock bar where we had beer and the spanish version of baileys - not sure exactly what is was but it was yummy - and eventually after being chucked out of that one and on into the next, at 4:20, Will and I decided that really we had probably had enough. Confidently assuring Laura that of course we knew where we were going, and so we wobbled off into the night. We did of course get home but possibly more because Villaviciosa isn't that big, than through any great homing instinct of our own... :)
Bright and early the next afternoon, the sun was shining as we set off in search in shellfsh feeling only a little odd. Laura had recommended a restaurant run by a friend of hers and suggested soup and andaricas (small crabs) as being the thing to have and said that they would know her and her sister and would give us good food.
onwards tomorrow, the pilgrimage continues!