The weather is consistently atrocious all over northern Europe so there is absolutely no point in trying to sail anywhere.
Every morning (or afternoon depending on how well I sleep), I make my way with my laptop to the Hotel Esteban’s cafeteria and check the forecasts on passageweather.com over coffee, an enormous slice of tortilla de patatas with bread, and orange juice, for the frugal sum of 2.10 Euro (I think we have already established that I’m one of the last of the big spenders). 😉
According to the weather reports I’ll be visiting Gijon for at least a week. Fine with me, It will give me time to prepare for my Biscay crossing and allow me to fight the entropy threatening to spread gear and clothes homogeneously throughout the cabin.
After digesting the bad news (with regards to the weather), I usually make my way to the marina where the girls at reception cheerfully assist me to overcome my innate resistance to pay for another night (12 Euro, and all payments must be in advance).
Administrative duties complete, I’m free to play “stupid tourist” (happened to hear that phrase en passant)!
In the spirit of La Coruna’s photographic ramblings, here is my collection of gems from Gijon:
It’s Sunday, there is music in the streets and a festival atmosphere. This young fellow is having a ball as he is too young to realize that the audience is laughing at him rather than with him. Not to worry, he is sure to have the rhythm conditioned out of him by the time he is a teenager. Evidenced by my brief visit to a nightclub yesterday. 😉
I make my way to the markets and can’t resist stocking up on fresh bread and cheese.
Old ladies shout at the children running amok in the streets,
while feline onlookers (this time of the fur covered variety), glance disdainfully at all the noise and merry making.
I stumbled across these two engrossed in some deep and meaningful conversation,
and finished the day on a high with the best pizza I’ve eaten since leaving Italy (at Vesuvio). The icing on the cake is that they sold chinotto! In my inflated opinion, the ultimate beverage accompaniment for pizza.
Yes, a few extra days marooned in Gijon will not be too burdensome.