No stamps at the post office..

Well I've had a fun afternoon walking around Trevelez trying to find some stamps. Trevelez has three parts; a high mediaeval part which I walked through on the way in from Pitres, a middle part which has all the useful shops including the post office and the supermarket, and a lower part which has all the touristy hotels and shops and the ham processing factories.

The height difference between the three parts is amazing and slightly depressing to be honest. It must be about 400 m.  I would really like a bit of straight road at the moment.

The consolation is that to refresh you and give you strength on the ascent/descent there are many many bars between the three levels with various tapasas and fun things to drink it hasn't been too dreadful. 

Tomorrow my plan is to have a bit of a lie in and then to climb up And find some snow and build a very small but perfectly proportioned snowman.

The view from my rooms balcony

I'm keeping the sword. One of the weirder tapasas.

This is the norm.. Bread, cheese and olives.

The most beautiful Cortijo with dogs guarding the Cowes