Today is our last day alone as Chris and Yvonne are flying back from their holiday tomorrow. We had been invited by Jim and Hazel to join them in Alcalali for lunch and, knowing the Spanish lunches, we knew we wouldn’t be needing anything more than a snack in the evening. Carol thought it would be a friendly gesture to go armed with a poinsettia in readiness for Christmas so, in the morning, off we went, together with el perrito on his lead, to find a couple (one as a homecoming present for Chris and Yvonne, too). A small garden centre in Jalon produced the goods.
Just outside Jalon there is a spring with constantly flowing water. It seems to be something of a local ritual to fill countless five-litre containers from this spring, one which we are happy to become part of. Quite why anybody would buy drinking water with this resource available, I don’t know. Since we were heading that way for lunch, we thought we’d take all the containers we had emptied during our stay and replenish them ready for Chris and Yvonne’s return. 70 litres later, we spent a very pleasant afternoon eating, drinking and nattering overlooking the valley (which I now realize is actually called the Vall de Pop).
As darkness descended, we thought it was time to return to give el perrito some company (and, maybe, drink another bottle of wine).