I'm
in Ferrol, visiting my friends Richard and Blanca.
We
went out at 9 last night and came home shortly after 3 this morning,
having drunk quite a lot of Rioja, followed by large gin and tonics. In other words, a typical sleep-defying Spanish night out.
The
only thing noteworthy is that I ate horse-meat for the first time in
my life. Or, foal(potro),
as the menu had it. Perhaps they were fibbing a bit.
So,
you'll understand why there's not much of a post this
evening/morning.
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