Manana a las seis en la torre de Guzman

Today whilst packing for my travel to Spain and Portugal, I chatted a bit by the side. There was a guy, Melkart, who asked in spanish if anybody was from Spain. Since nobody else was that good in this language (mostly nice people from Finland, Lituania and Poland, knowing about five different languages at least), I answered. Now where would he come from but Conil! He lives 100 m away from the flat in calle Cadiz I booked for my holidays! What a coincidence! So we agreed to meet tomorrow at the Guzman tower at six o'clock and then go tapear - have some tapas. Yeah!!!