This place has been so wonderful. The staff has bent over backwards to accommodate my needs.My table is the one before the window.
And the man that tried so hard at the desk is now my waiter. He translated the Sunday menu for me. His name is Rubin.
And then he took my picture with my phone!
I’m wearing my new sweatshirt… Does it make me look fat?!
(John says no!)
[John: Right answer…]
The meal was one of the best on this Camino, including a fresh salad, pork tenderloin medallion, potato, peppers…
Meanwhile, Getz and Gilberto are singing Girl from Ipanima.
In the meantime, I’ve skipped ahead further than I had thought! 60 miles! Hmmm not sure how to mitigate that. Will look at it carefully and see if I should backtrack some. Who knows what I thought. I’ll ponder this tomorrow.
