Man of La Mancha

I felt a little under par this morning. Not drink related for once, more to do with eating too much food yesterday. I tried ceviche for the first time and not sure it agreed with me!
After a bit of a long lie and breakfast, Mr P and I walked around the area our hotel was in. It’s called Barrio de Las Letras (Literary district) because of all the famous writers (including Cervantes) who used to live in it. We set off on the fast train to Valencia in the afternoon and were reunited with son no 3. We’re renting a flat in the Rufaza area (my favourite part of Valencia). It’s next to the market and round the corner from where son no 1 used to live. Shabby retro but cool is how I would describe it. After a walk in the Turia gardens and a pasta meal, son no 3 headed back to Castellon (where he lives and works). We’re hoping to see him again sometime over the next week.