The rain in spain...

... is falling on the plain - and the beaches, too. Well, it did last night. This morning the air is fresh and clean, and I'll enjoy a stroll along the beach to El Palmar de Vejer, and tonight maybe take the bus to San Fernando to the Easter bullfight.
Yesterday was a lazy day - third day on holidays always are the hardest on the body. I walked along the beach to "La Ola", a chiringuito famous for great sunsets, and for tapas in the evening to Bar "Camelo", known for tasty bacalao dishes. I had my usual choice of bacalao camelo, pimientos de bacalao, and croquetas de bacalao, washed down with a beer or two. Less than 5 euros, imagine! And the newspapers and rock music are good as well.
Did I mention that the original owner of the pub and founder of the bacalao goodies is Camelo, the man who took me from San Fernando to Conil on wednesday? And the former owner of "La Ola" is a good friend of my favourite shop owner in Berlin, a woman from Duesseldorf, my hometown? This is a small world...