Up early today to get the 9.50am bus to Puerto de Mazzaron and the market, as were about another twenty folk from the campsite, mostly French. We're in a bit of a French enclave where we are parked at the moment apart from an English couple on one side and a German couple on the other. Apart from them it's wall to wall French folk. They are all here for the winter and know each other. It's a bit like being at home with everyone popping into each other's back yards which lends itself to a nice atmosphere. We all say bonjour in the morning and they offer a "Bon appetit" when they pass by as we are eating, very sweet.
The market today was huge, about three hundred meters long and six stalls wide. A lot of the stuff on sale was clothing, shoes and handbags, typical of markets everywhere but one long row was fruit and veg and we took the opportunity to stock up, we even found some nice lettuce so we're ok for salads for the next few days. We bought some cheese from a stall where the guy was begrudgingly serving us as if we'd interrupted him from doing something more important than selling cheese but he had the last laugh. We bought what looked like some really nice goats cheese only to sample it when we got home to find it was completely tasteless. Cheese for folk who don't like cheese I guess.
However the purchase of the day was a delicious chicken from the rotisserie man. A big chicken (and gravy),tub of aioli and a loaf of bread for ten euros. We had some of the chicken for lunch with some of the veg that we had bought and it was absolutely delicious. It had been stuffed with garlic and orange. We'd never think of stuffing a chicken with orange but I guess they have so many here that they have to think of something to do with them. Anyway it worked really well. The guy slid the chicken of the spit, cut it into four pieces with some nasty looking scissors, deposited it into a wax coated circular box, anointed it with copious amounts of gravy, sealed it with a tin lid and it was still warm a couple of hours later. Best part is I reckon we have another two meals out of it yet. Bargain of the day. That and a litre of olive oil for seven euros.
We were back on the 11.10 bus so all done in an hour. Which gave us time to sit outside with an aperitif and enjoy the sunshine before lunch. Yes folks, the sun is shining again today after a couple of days of cloud and I'm sure you are pleased for us.
The English couple from next door have just gone down to the bar to see if Man City can beat Newcastle. Phil's gone for a siesta so I think I'll go and join them. I'll finish this later.
Later: Well, I reckon Newcastle were worth the draw at least. Bit hard done by for the disallowed goal as well. Shame about Nasri eh :)
The outside "carpet" is up and stowed, awning in, everything in the garage except the electric cable and screen cover. Early night and an early start tomorrow. We enjoy chilling for a few days at one place but we also enjoy moving on. Aguilas and La Garrofa are calling us.
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