Talavera

Got up early ish. Made a cooked beafast (english with a German slant - bratwurste instead of "real" sausage). Walked into town and lay on the wall by the river - Fell asleep even. Ended up walking to the fun fair at the Talavera and had so many contenders for blip. This one probably is not the best. But I like it. Ended up at the biggest and best wein fest of the summer, its really weird to be sat down betwixt the vines with salsa music playing in the background with a little bit of rain and lots of quality wine. It's still dead warm here but it's still a million miles from home, which has it's pros and cons...