Monday, March 11, 2013

In Andalucia

I'm in Andalucia for a week with the kids and my mum (long story, don't ask). Mostly we've been eating olive oil with added ingredients. And drinking manzanilla. Here are some things I've seen so far.
Resolutely monolingual guides smoking in the foyer of an historic monument.
My children trying to flee a tiny, harmless dog on an enormous beach
A man with long, dirty white hair sing snatches of flamenco.
A waitress catch up with us ten minutes after we'd left her restaurant to tell us we hadn't paid. We had.
Several cartoon-like baby girls festooned in pale pink flounces.
The brown waves of the Guadalquivir.
Sheep with long, dirty white fleece being herded by a man on a horse-cum-donkey.
These oranges.

5 comments:

materfamilias said...

Oh my dear! You crack me up, your ever-so-evocative, drily droll descriptions. A photograph could never do what your words do. The "resolutely unilingual" particularly resonates. And I can imagine E and Z running along that beach, kicking up sand, no doubt. . . . tiny dog yapping at their heels. . .
Would like a picture, though, of the horse-cum-donkey . . .

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Lucy said...

Sounds rather a mixed bag, hope you're having a fine time anyway. Would a horse-cum-donkey be perhaps a mule?

deborah said...

Things can only get better ...

Cold in Bordeaux if that is any comfort.

jonathan m said...

I love orange cake very much and we have a orange tree in our grand father farmhouse.We visit every year very much.
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