What a great day in Cuenca with Granny Nan. We went (as usual) for a quiet visit to a historic village. As per usual we arrive and notice men with ladders putting up garlands and bunting for the town fiesta. As every normal cafe was shut we ended up having to eat in the Parador - what a yummy problem, partridges included. (Sean felizes y comieron perdices). After a rather noisy procession of 800 different coloured T shirts, some on - some off, and brass bands, they brought in the bulls to charge at drunk people and hopefully to clear the street. After all of the above they let the Orcadian entertain with an impromptu ceildh! What fun.
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