Lovely Saturday
morning, Paul is limping around with his bad right knee and ankle. He’s taking
Alieve to help but we shall need a Pharmacia to buy some IBufin cream. First,
we must find a hardware store to buy a replacement 3 outlet connector plug
because we donated ours to the AC Carlton up in Madrid. Oops!! Once we got to
the car and found with some difficulty Paul can still drive the stick shift as
well as managing the brake pedal. Off to the Leroy Merlin store comparable to a Home
Depot in the USA. Jane went in and Paul found a waiting area outside to
preclude him trying to walk around inside the HUGE store. Jane found a plug after
asking several employees where the electrical section was located. Then we
sought out a Pharmacy which took us into the outer
suburbs of Alicante. An ATM
was then located and we were finally ready to strike out to Campello to visit
with Gill Fischer-Morgan. Paul found the Chinese buffet and bars where we had
met up with Gill during last year’s trip. We parked and ambled into for a
Bitter Kas to await Gill. Gill arrived on time fresh from the hairdresser
appointment, looking fit and trim and beautiful no less. We piled into her new
car and went to her local for a pre-lunch drinkie. While sitting outside there
were a few droplets of rain and so we packed in to go for lunch. We also met
her friend Victor a retired UK policeman married to a local gal. Same as the
year before 2015 we went to the Cove Resturante overlooking the harbor and
Yacht club below.
Paul and Jane had the
Sea Bass fish and Gill enjoyed a roasted chicken. Another outstanding meal,
afterwards we took a few photos to actually prove we had met up together again
and drove down into the beach area. Again a short walk to sidewalk café for
refreshment sitting and watching the population moseying by our umbrella/table.
Gill volunteers by translating for non Spanish speaking Brits when they need
medical care. It is quite harrowing for her. Some of these people have very
severe illnesses or need surgery but she willingly holds their hands, comforts
them and sees them through the best way she can. It still blows my mind that
people can come and live here for 6 months a year for 25 or more years and only
speak a “smattering” of Spanish! I so admire her for doing this because it
really takes a toll on her.
Then we had happy
times telling old war stories and hearing about Gill’s dealing with the Basque
Education board over her years of teaching but not having the Basque
qualification stamp. Anyway she finally succeeded in the beaureacratic
processes to have her retirement approved and implemented. All of that took
another class of wine to complete at 7:30 it was time to return into Alicante
all of 15 miles away. We decided that our light meal for the evening would be
small sandwiches or bar snacks during the BIG soccer match between Real Madrid
and Athletico Madrid playing Rome for the title of Madrid Champions.
The bar sandwhiches
were delicious but of course way too much food to eat. We crawled down the
corridor to Room 141 and packed in for a thoroughly enjoyable Saturday with
great friends, great wine, and great food. No real rush in the morning as we
are only driving about 145 k to Cartagena.
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