Frío de invierno.

The Tramontana was blowing all night, and the day was still windy and bitterly cold - well, as bitterly as it gets here. As a treat I had the all-you-can-eat buffet at the Indian restaurant up the hill, which was held in the bar as the outdoor marquee was in danger of blowing away. The food was so delicious that I actually forgot to photograph it before tucking in; unheard-of. Instead today's blip is of the young chap keeping warm by the calor-gas fire.