A night in

We did a bus tour today, which didn't take all that long, partly because Donostia is small and partly because the road to part of the tour is closed for repairs.
What we did see, nonetheless, was nice.
A lot of this place is on reclaimed land, and from not so long ago.
They've done very well.

After walking down to the PESA (THE big bus line in Spain) office and buying our ticket to Bilbao, where we get our flight to Malaga on Thursday morning, we thought we'd do a little shopping and make ourselves some dinner at the apartment.
We knew about La Bretxa Market so off we went to stock up on local goodies.
All the stalls were closed, as it was some patron saints' holidays.
Damn, my plans of hedonism and gluttony are foiled once again by Christian rituals.

The saving grace to our disappointment was the Lidl (which we in Australia know as Aldi) supermarket.
I kid you not! The Basque version of this "low end" supermarket is best described as a David Jones or Leo's supermarket that has gone even more upmarket. It was amazing.
Even though the food there was top notch we thought we would support some of the smaller local groceries.
Two bread sticks from a little bakery, served with a smile, for €2.40.
A jar of precooked potatoes marinated in oil, for making tortillas de patatas, and a jar of tuna, in oil, along with a bag of biscuits for €7.
A bottle of cider, small bottle of hemp beer (....... because I could, but have yet to drink) and a jar of olives for €3

All you need for a yummy local produce meal

Tiz cooked up the potatoes and tuna, I poked (yes/no we didn't have a corkscrew!!) the cork into the bottle of cider, I prepared (taking it out of the bag constitutes preparation) the bread.

The Rosanna style, with Basque ingredients, tortilla (which is not the one that we know, obviously) was excellent. The cider is an acquired taste but was drunk with vigour, regardless.

The hemp beer will wait until I am game. I don't expect it to be all that good, insofar as beers go, but I will try it for the sake of all you readers that may one day come here and wonder if it's drinkable. Report to follow.

A coffee, a few biscuits and a few shows that "fall from the ether" at 14Mb/sec and we were off to bed.

Yes, that's fourteen NOT one point four!

That's available day and night, anywhere including little sleepy town, and for low, low rates.

Abbott and Turnbull will have a lot to answer for if they can't match this sort of service/cost with their hybridised  mish-mash, which we know they won't.     

The night gave us a lightening storm and rain that made sleep intermittent.

Morning is now here and although it's only 20 degrees its dry and we're about to head out.