Displaced Beachbums

It took us no time at all to get on to “Spanish Time” ~ we got up too late and missed breakfast, then didn’t have lunch until 2pm, we’re almost done with siesta time and then it’s off to explore until our 8:30 dinner. Thankfully, Logan has a few more years before she gets to experience the midnight to dawn bar crowd.

We wandered around town again today. It’s just as pretty in daylight hours. Unfortunately, the weather turned a bit colder and is very windy but still better than London weather so we’re happy. I’ve been attempting to speak Spanish as much as possible and am thrilled at how patient the locals are with me. No rolling of the eyes like when I was in France and tried a few phrases in French. Granted, everyone I’ve spoken to here has had to have me repeat myself but they always let me have a second try (even if they speak English).