Friday, 12 July 2013

Letters from France

Firstly I need to correct the spelling of the Almazara Experimental! Apologies Fernando and colleagues.

I also forgot to put in the last posting that the drinks with friends on the first Friday was not the end of the evening! Oh no! The bar wanted to close at 11pm so we were asked to move on which totally confounded my hosts! Fancy being booted out at only 11?! On our way to the car we heard blues music playing loudly from another bar (called coincidentally Almazara which translates as Oil Press) with a lovely garden and lights in the trees etc etc. Balmy evening so we joined the rest of the expat British community domiciled in Orgiva and enjoyed the music until 1am. The convivial atmosphere is infectious in Spain and it is so good to be a part of family fun until all hours-small children sitting with Grannies and parents all enjoying the same events until all hours. Seems to work for them and the rhythm of life here is sure a powerful beat!

Our journey north was uneventful on Wednesday apart from the unexpected thunder and lightening show and RAIN! We stopped for the night in Valencia where driver Sue Hodlin had booked a room, and cracked on the next morning via Barcelona and the French Border to the town Maureillas las Illes. Interesting seeing the country changing fron dry, rocky, olives, olives everywhere to citrus groves and glimpses of the Med from the motorway. An amazing system the motorway, certainly an efficient method of moving around Europe!

Maureillas is such a pretty town and the house I am being hosted at is a French shade of pink, with boxes of petunias on the balconies. I am painting here to help Muriel who has not been well and is a charming host. Market on Saturday, Fiesta on Sunday and off to Marseille on Tuesday for the flight north to Nante.

Tres bon et bon soir mes amis

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