Our next stop sounded interestingly Spanish, San Miguel de la Salinas -it ended up being a pommy retirement village. The first night on our terrace, we were serenaded by the Elvis karaoke from the not-so-Spanish bar down the street - it served up bacon, sausages, eggs and beans or if you wanted something exotic... cornish pasties or fish and chips with mushy peas.
Our AirBnB hosts, Harry (German) and Adriana (Slovakian), were kind enough to supply some of their homemade chili paste, which was delicious on our steaks that we cooked on the as yet unchristened BBQ on the terrace.
The shower in the apartment was quite different...
... tubular - cone of silence style - but surprisingly roomy!
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