After what seemed like an eternity, we finally got our internet hookup in Fontana 1. It was first proposed for around August, then September, then October and on the second of this month we got it. Prior to that we had been using a neighbor's wireless, with his permission, whenever the right stars aligned. The other alternative was a trip to La Taberna, in town, and sit in a noisy bar, swilling beer and hooking up to their freebie. Not a good way to do internet banking, and on the wrong night you could be deafened by the Brits cheering on their favourite "footie" team. The beer was good though.
Highlights of the summer were the Valencia trip with Nick & Susan, and their visit. There was also the day, When Cecilia was here to visit, when I crashed the car twice. No injuries but to pride and wallets. We did discover a great local restaurant in the village of Mojon, while waiting for the first wrecker. Cooking was done over an open wood fire, wine was out of a jug and the hospitality was without fault. Jose, the proprietor, was gracious, explaining (in Spanish) all the foods and how he was cooking them. The waitress was Ukrainian and funny, and the patrons were curious but not intrusive. We were the only "extranjeros" there, and the only English-speakers. Somehow we managed to order a meal of chicken,lamb, sausage, potatoes, salad, red wine, bread and beer, consume it and leave in good graces. We took Nick & Susan back there for a repeat to which we added quail.
I'm throwing in some photos of lost tourists, sculpture form a Valencian museum of modern art and Is' birthday cake which I made. It looked like a real cake, but the icing wasn't shiny so she was suspicious. Actually it was four packs of one of her favourite candies, wrapped in a cake-shape and covered with plaster, candles and all.
Not very appetizing until one cracked open the plaster and unwrapped the Turron Alicante.
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