The main event of the week was our departmental tapeo. Instead of holding a Christmas party in December, when everyone’s schedules are full of holiday events, we take a Friday afternoon off in late January or early February and go out to a couple of pre-selected tapas bars in the centre of town and have a good time. So most of this week’s pictures are from Friday afternoon.
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First one of my dog-walking pictures. One morning Cheeta and I came under attack while walking past the bakery:
The we move on to the tapeo.
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The first port of call was a rather upscale (in the world of tapas bars) place called César Anca:
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Beatrice is still on maternity leave, but of course she came by with little Matilda:
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The bartender stretches to deliver a plate…:
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…while Estefania stretches to receive it:
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Whenever a baby is available, maternal instincts come to the fore:
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Alexia and Matilda with similar expressions:
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“You don’t say!”:
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Concentration:
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The second bar was Mejillones de Correos. The bar is very small, so we had to sit outside in the cool, sunny weather:
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One classic tapas dish is huevos rotos (“broken eggs”):
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The decisive moment:
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Alexia, Agnieszka and a chupito:
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This is Daniel, who is an expert on Alicante restaurants and played a crucial role in selecting the two places and the tapas we were going to eat there:
The last three images are from Saturday’s bike ride in the mountains surrounding Alicante.
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The main square in Aigües, the embodiment of “sleepy town”:
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Pee break along the road from Aigües to Busot:
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The main square of Busot is not much more lively than that in Aigües. But there is a church cat:
