Quick trip to Alicante
17/5/07
The Pool is crystal clear now, and will be ready to use tomorrow, thanks to the efforts of Jose.
Andrew and I made the super human effort and drove to Alicante today to visit the Museum of Archaeology.
We couldn’t leave little Sandie behind, so we parked in the underground car park at the Port and caught a taxi to the museum.
The museum has an exhibition from the British Museum, running until September. We decided to look at that 1st. Well actually after an hour of culture on such a hot day and we’d reached our limit! (plus we were pushed for time as we had to collect Amy)
So we left the rest of the museum for another day, we also plan on visiting the castle, but we will leave that for a cooler time of year.
The beach area in Alicante is a world away from the noise of the traffic, the hustle and bustle that the shops create and yet the two are a tiny pebbles’ throw away from each other.
The local council have provided a good range of permanent exercise equipment n the beach.
When ever you see pics of beaches in America they are full of young tanned muscular bodies. The equipment yesterday on Alicante beach was being used by the elderly. One man was striding out on a walker, whilst three old dears were gossiping whilst, well not exactly exercising, more leaning on the equipment whilst they put the world to rights.
There were young’uns on the beach, but they wouldn’t be so uncool as to be seen exercising there. The beach is where they meet their friends, pose and relax, with the odd game of beach volley ball thrown in.
We got Sandie from the car, bless her she’d just flaked out whilst we had been topping up our cultural tan.
We chose a quiet, shady café over looking the marina for lunch. When lunch arrived we immediately realised why this café was quiet. The only food available were frozen paella or sandwhiches. It took several attempts to order anything as they were out of most of the menu.
I think the choice was, cheese, ham and bacon in any combination. Andrew ordered ham and cheese, I chose bacon and cheese. It took forever to arrive, but it wasn’t worth the wait. Andrew’s ham looked like it had been nuked and smelt like dog food.
My bacon was completely raw (all two paper thin slices of it). I gave it to Sandie but even she was non too keen!
Whilst we were “enjoying” lunch a toothless gypsy came to our table rambled endlessly in Spanish, whist trying to get us to swap money in exchange for some wilting flowers, she probably just nicked off a grave. (allegedly)
Andrew thought he could pick out some words that sounded a bit English (not!), so smiled and answered toothless old crow ( Who no doubt has the ability to inflict a terrible gypo curse on us). AB= “ No thanks love, I have 24 pancakes in Manchester, no! I buy all my pancakes in Manchester!”
A phrase he chose to repeat each time she tried to tempt us with her drooping grave robbed bouquet.
This tenacious, wily old crone had met her Waterloo, so after 5 minutes of pestering and trying to wear us down, she gave in and walked off, chanting gypsy curses with every step! (Or was she muttering “ Rosario, don’t waste your time with people from Yorkshire, they are meaner than the Scots!)
18/5/07
I have been going to the Spanish rastro’s now for over two years, in that time I have seen the most useless items for sale. Most of it looks like the council tip, but some things are even crapier than that. I have seen so many broken useless bits of tat for sale, until today the best was the top set of a pair of false teeth, I mean what would be the chances of anyone having the matching bottom set?!?
Today for the 1st time I read a sign on section of one stall that said “Gratis/Free”. I was naturally intrigued, I mean if they expect to sell crap, just how bad could the free stuff be? If easily offended DO NOT READ THE FOLLOWING.
There were bits of broken plastic toys, but! What was that in a box? I lent over for a closer look……………..Oh! No! Why did I do that! Yuk! Yuk! Yuk! Some things should just be thrown away! Had she been trying to sell these for so long without success? Why would a grown woman (if she got them working she’d be a groan woman) (couldn’t resist a little play on words). What did she say to would be customers, "they just need a good clean and they'll be as good as new!?!"
Ok so she buys herself a pair of vibrating love eggs, by the look of the box I’d guess 15-20 years ago, wears them out, she’s had a smile on a face for the past 20 years, (and all of Denia knows why now!).
C’mon love they were probably the size of Ostrich eggs when you bought them, so why not just throw them away. I know of no woman who would want a new pair of those things, but what kind of person would want a 2nd hand pair? (no 2nd hand jokes!)
Obviously, I will see if they are still on her stall next week. If not I will view all smiling women with suspicion!
We are driving to Madrid tomorrow, so we are making a bit of an effort to get out and about, but it’s not easy when it’s so hot (and we are utter whimps!)
I’d like to say that we will see something of Madrid, but in truth we are going to an antiques fair on the outskirts. I will take my camera but I don’t think there will be much to photograph under the circumstances.
Well must pack, er must wash and iron so can pack!
Bye for now
Lisa
- Posted by canoncan on 18/05/2007.
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