Stranger in a strange land

Mystère discovers the view from the third floor of an aparthotel in a business park outside Valencia -- not an environment he's at all familiar with. Despite concerns about disruption from gilets jaunes, we had a smooth and uneventful journey -- he even ended up going to sleep in his carrying basket after some token meowing. We were here by 5 pm, and he's spent most of the time since then stalking suspiciously around our very spacious studio. Once it got dark I closed the floor-to-ceiling curtains, so he's found the perfect vantage point to see without being seen. Meanwhile we've dined on terrible tapas in an "Irish" pub downstairs. On to the land of free tapas tomorrow!