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.