Well we woke to sunny skies, no sign of rain so we walked the beginning of the trail to Torres del Obispo. It’s 2 hrs each way so we just did the first hr and then returned. It took us down to the valley floor and across the creek, we passed a number of drystone ruins and heard lots of birds in the dense trees, but mostly we couldn’t find them. I did find an orchardist’s ladder by the side of the track at one point, must have fallen off a trailer sometime. Seemed to me someone should make good use of it; so I carried it all the way home even though it was almost all uphill. Eric thought I was mad but it looks good in the rock room. Very authentic.
When we got home we were greeted with the news that Sandy’s bags have been found. Thank goodness! But, they are going to send them to her Australian address! Not much help. Throughout the day she has been trying to establish how they can get them to us but they don’t accept our address and tomorrow is a bank holiday so apparently there are no couriers and all this means I don’t think we can get the bags until Monday - but we won’t be here by then. What a saga!
Not to waste the day getting frustrated we drove to Roda de Isabena, another old village where there was once a monastery, now converted into a restaurant. The whole village appears to be being restored and the restaurant had a lovely atmosphere. It had been recommended by Kees and he suggested pork and chocolate sauce which sounds outrageous but you have to try these things once. It was quite nice but rich and I haven’t eaten a thing since. Once we returned home it was straight to the sun room for a relaxing read and siesta - as you do.
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