Tourist Town

A sunny morning and a trip to Eroski for a car load of every sort of canned drink going. The SK departed for a stroll around the shops while I drove back and unpacked the shopping and then wandered down to the beach bar to lounge awhile with a coffee. There was an ‘artisanal coffee’ place in the town last year when I was here. I sat there for a while, their only customer, and I did wonder if they’d survive the winter. They haven’t. The beach bar knows this isn’t that kind of town.
Come the afternoon, the cloud thickened and we retired indoors, but the evening was fine and we strolled to a rather nice place serving up huevos rotos con sobrasada. Hard to beat. The meal, not the huevos.