I get to Tio Pepe’s…my inn for the night. I really like it almost as much as the hotel in Leon. Its simple and the towels are purple, there is a big walk in shower and ..bless…a tray with coffee sachets, tea and a kettle…no milk of course but hey…the young lady had the biggest proudest smile when she showed me across the bar courtyard, through the beaded curtain (everyone has a beaded curtain) and up to room No. 3. There was a tiny key and a huge block of wood attached to it? I think that is so you don’t accidentally go off with the key. I’m famished so I order Paella again as the lasagne was finished!! I ate in the courtyard listening to Diane from Canada with the severe tendinitis, I am multi tasking, trying to get service and internet and swoosh away the flies at the same time, and listen to Diane. The flies didn’t win but lack of internet did…grrr
So off I tootle on the sore pins to the corner of the little street. In front of me is a corner bar with 3 plastic tables outside on a small pavement facing the road. I enter. Lovely young Spanish girl pours me a large white wine for 1.5 euros!! Inside there are about 10 empty tables, so I decide to sit outside facing the road.
Up goes my iPad and I sit and type away. After half an hour I think I went in to get another wine…at that price who wouldn’t?
Inside it is heaving!! Where everyone has come from I have no idea. In front of me every table is filled with Spanish men playing cards or dominoes.
It was noisy and obviously, I am at the centre of the village universe. I smile at the waitress who looks resigned and I saunter out into the cool sunshine, facing the road and continue to try to load pictures. 
After about 5 minutes, I look up from my iPad and see that a Spanish guy from inside has come out and pulled one of the chairs and placed it on the road facing me. FACING ME!! I am a bit disconcerted so I smile and say Hola!!
He smiles back and nods.
I look down and carry on writing, after a few minutes he is joined with 3 other friends. Each one of them grab a chair and place it in the road facing me!!
Maybe I’m taking their patch on card night I think??
Just then 4 lovely Irish ladies come onto the only table next to me. We greet, I smile, we exchange where we are from and all the usual but they notice that now there are SIX Spanish guys all sat in a row opposite me. I shrug my shoulders…after a minute or two, the SIX are joined by another SIX. I have an audience of TWELVE.
I look toward the girls and say,
”I think Imust be on their patch but would you look after my stuff whilst I slip into the bar for a drink?”
”Be Jesus, of course we will…but ya have notin to fear as you’re in safe hands wid de 12 apostles opposite!!!!”
Another joins them to which Yvonne says..
”Oh and Jesus is with them!!”