Swallowtail

The walk to Cadiar was beautiful again (despite a little glitch withvsome gypsy types and the O2 Nazis at Juviles). Amazing butterflies, birds, trees and flowers. Fantastic cliffs ravines and gorges.
I had a coffe c l in a small bar in  Juviles and was offered tostada. Which I spurned in polite disgust. Dry crunchy bread. What is the point? I had some for breakfast and am resolved to have no more.
Now I am in a bar for ex-pats in Cadiar which is full of chavs and ex-Pats. The television is ralking about selfies. I am quite disgusted with myself for being here but they have free wifi. Cadiar is big and not pretty either. But I prefer it to Lanjaron.It has a more honest feel about it. Lanjaron just seemed so pretentiius.
The most beautiful place I saw today was an amazing tiny ancient village called Timar. And the walk from Juviles to Timar was wonderful. And the whole walk from Trevelez to Juviles was great apart from the last km, when the GR7 signs went away with the fairies. Walkers beware! The GPS was a lifesaver... I am so impressed with everything and can see why people come and live here. But I will be glad to get away from this bar. The landlady dud some run and is complaining about pain in her "right arse cheek". I can get over that but she has called me "lovie" twice. 
Actually I might have another beer here. I think I must be homesick. But not for pub lunches!!!!