A relaxed start to the day, with a wander down to yet another plaza for a cup of coffee. They’d actually been to barista school – texturised froth and art on top.
Lugged our bags over the cobbles on our longest walk yet to transport, and eventually found the swank train station with lots of non-Spanish eating options (if you get my drift). Spain seems to have outlawed plastic straws to help the environment (which is good), but then put my drink in a paper bag, my fries in a second, and my burger in a third. Then, because I couldn’t carry them all, put the three bags inside a large fourth one, together with two ketchups and eighteen napkins. It all got thrown away, but I guess we saved a little of the planet.
Short train ride to Cordoba, and walked to yet another apartment. This one’s more like a house, with three bedrooms, and we suspect that somebody actually lives here when its not being rented out.
Short excursion to Aldi to get supplied for the next couple of days.
Calle Ramírez de las Casas Deza, N 18 2D, Córdoba, AL 14001, Spain