{"id":1256,"date":"2014-09-06T17:16:04","date_gmt":"2014-09-06T16:16:04","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.fotocycle.dk\/paws\/?page_id=1256"},"modified":"2014-09-06T17:51:33","modified_gmt":"2014-09-06T16:51:33","slug":"week-35-back-home-back-to-work","status":"publish","type":"page","link":"http:\/\/www.fotocycle.dk\/paws\/?page_id=1256","title":{"rendered":"Week 35: back home, back to work"},"content":{"rendered":"

This last week of August marked a soft transition back to work–we came back from our 3-week vacation, but many people were still away, so the office was nice and quiet. This gave me the chance to take my team out for lunch at Hostal Maruja, always tasty and photogenic, and to get back on two wheels on the open road after making do with the gym in Buffalo during the stay there.<\/p>\n

35_1<\/strong>
\nBut first we needed to get home. We flew from New York to Madrid via London. Our car was parked at Madrid airport, so there was a 430 km drive at the end of the voyage. We were supposed to arrive in Madrid around 11 a.m. Sunday morning so that we would be home for lunch (by Spanish standards). But thanks to the combined efforts of American Airlines and British Airways, we only arrived in Madrid around 5 p.m. Not what we wanted, but at least I could photograph a pretty sunset somewhere in the middle of Castilla La Mancha where we stopped to tank the car:
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35_2<\/strong>
\nGiven the late arrival home on Sunday, I decided to take Monday off. In the afternoon I went to pick up the pets from their hotel. Taco was not pleased about being imprisoned for 3 weeks, and he eagerly left his cell:
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35_3<\/strong>
\nMy wife decided that Cheeta was stinky, so the dog was sentenced to an immediate bath in the backyard:
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35_4<\/strong>
\nI don’t think Cheeta minded the water too much, even though it came from a garden hose. It is very hot in Alicante in late August:
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35_5<\/strong>
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35_6<\/strong>
\nAt the end, Cheeta gets towelled and massaged:
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35_7<\/strong>
\nNo bath for the cat, he just gets cuddled:
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Fast forward to Friday.<\/p>\n

35_8<\/strong>
\nOn Friday, we went for lunch at Hostal Maruja in the town of La Marina:
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35_9<\/strong>
\nThese two pictures show why we like this place so much; there are not many places where you can have genuinely good food in settings like this:
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35_10<\/strong>
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35_11<\/strong>
\nThose who sit at the edge tables have this view:
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But of course, you don’t eat the view, you eat the food. While Hostal Maruja has dishes like paella, steaks etc., the best way to enjoy the place is to order a bunch of different tapas-type foods and just share. Three examples follow.<\/p>\n

35_12<\/strong>
\nPatatas bravas:
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35_13<\/strong>
\nPimientos de Padr\u00c3\u00b3n (Padr\u00c3\u00b3n is a town in Galicia):
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35_14<\/strong>
\nPulpo a la gallega, one of my favourite dishes:
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35_15<\/strong>
\nWhen I came home that afternoon, I found this idyllic scene when I looked down from the kitchen terrace:
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35_16<\/strong>
\nOn Saturday morning, I went to the Mercado Central to buy a leg of lamb for that evening’s dinner, and some fresh herbs. As always, I first took a walk around the place and snapped a few pictures:
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35_17<\/strong>
\nThe fish section usually provides the most “exotic” views:
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35_18<\/strong>
\nOne of the reasons people like to shop at the Mercado rather than in a supermarket is that you can really interact with the vendors and get advice. In fairness, Spanish supermarkets usually also have a good seafood section with knowledgeable personnel, but it is not the same:
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35_19<\/strong>
\nSpain has greater abundance of quality fruit and veg than any other place I have lived or visited:
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35_20<\/strong>
\nThis is a commemorative plaque in the ground that I keep coming back to. It is on the square behind the Mercado, where in 1938, Italian planes dropped bombs on the crowd of people who had gathered because of expected fish delivery (Alicante was besieged by Franco’s forces and there was hunger in the city). More than 300 people, all civilians, were killed. It is a testament to the injust “pacto de olvido” following Franco’s death in 1975 that this memorial was only installed last year:
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35_21<\/strong>
\nOn Sunday morning I did an 81 km bicycle ride in the mountains around Alicante. In one of my usual stops, the village of Aig\u00c3\u00bces, there was a Moros y Cristianos procession, at 8:30 in the morning. Not a time to sleep:
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35_22<\/strong>
\nThese girls certainly look like they have not slept in the night:
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35_23<\/strong>
\nIt was early, but already hot:
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35_24<\/strong>
\nAfter the brief stop in Aig\u00c3\u00bces I continued on to Relleu, another mountain village about 15 km away, and also higher up. It was hard work, but I got my rewards in more than one way:
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35_25<\/strong>
\nOur landscape is pretty arid, but here was a bit of colour:
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35_26<\/strong>
\nAnd finally, a roadside bar on the way down to the coast. This is another scene I have photographed before but I thought the light was nice that morning:
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