The morning started off cloudy and a little cooler so we went for a walk along the road that winds up above the Parador and parallel to the coastline.
We were soon in a very rural area and doing fine until we encountered a rather large, powerful looking dog who ran towards us barking frantically. I nearly had a heart attack and was relieved when his owner, a well worn local finca worker, whistled to him to leave us alone...which he finally did, reluctantly it seemed.
I was not keen to go any further into the *wilds* in case of more canine terrorists so we turned off and followed the path out to the lighthouse.
We retraced our steps, stopping off at the Parador for a quick comfort break, then down into town where we had a cafe cortado in the market and bought some provisions.
A late lunch out on the balcony until the sun came out and forced us back indoors.
Elfie must have been swimming as he was hanging up to dry.
Elfie rehab?
ReplyDeleteWell, we do seem to have a lot of empty bottles to take to the recycling bin
DeleteBeing an inquisitive little chap, Naughty Elf asked Mummy Elf, "What the hell is a finca worker?"
ReplyDeleteWell, he is a well read little chap so he already knew that a finca is a piece of agricultural land with a small cottage attached. He's not just a pretty face you know.
DeleteGreat days you're having. Elfie sure seems to be enjoying it all
ReplyDeleteYes, shame he will be off back to the North Pole tomorrow night
DeleteI'm not scared of dogs but they are nuisance when they run at you barking! You just never know...
ReplyDeleteThe lighthouse was lovely.
I hope Elfie is properly dry now!
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He looked like a pit bull type of breed. He scared the wotsits out of me!
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