(photo K Burke)
That was it, yesterday late afternoon, our first official tapas. The sun was warm and the seats were dry and it was just like old times except we were pretty out of shape. But we were all happy with the proceedings.
Henriette was here and she had brought some good food and drink. And Cathy and Tim were here and they brought some goodies. And we had some things to contribute and like any good tapa situation it was a potluck.
Like an impromptu picnic along the side of the Camino with whomever was around, everyone would contribute what they had.
I just had a crazy memory from Spain. This was during the time before Burgos walking with Gracie. When we were on pavement or more primitive road I would pick up nails and screws that were potential flat tires for someone. One time I picked up three potatoes that had fallen off a truck. I carried them for a few days thinking they might come in handy. Probably pulled them out for a few impromptu picnics and we joked about them. We finally planted them in the soil along the road somewhere.
Ok, time to move on. Maybe I’ll get some pics from yesterday and I will get them to you.
springtime loves, Felipé.
You could have wrapped up the potatoes in foil and put them on a fire then eaten them with butter and cheese.we use to do that when we where kids.a volcanic vent when not too active might work equally well but for that you’d need to be in Iceland or Italy as they have the only active volcanos in Europe,Spain’s are all extinct.
Kevan ~ I was thinking along those lines my man. We had sleeping bags and I always thought that we would sleep out under the stars on a few nights when facilities would be full. But that never happened and the potatoes got planted in the end with no volcanoes in sight. Felipé.
It was so great to see you and actually get to hug you!
A good idea sleeping out unless it rains!best to have a tent too but they are heavy.
Kevan ~ yea, but it was July and August and it sprinkled for a few hours one day. And tents are heavy, right. Felipé.