CLOSED

Monday and Tuesday = things are closed.  November to April = things are really closed.  Two days in a row we've arranged our schedule around getting to the cinema to see Wolf on Wallstreet in its original English version.  Two days in a row, it's been closed.  We have been warned to always check hours of operation, so I guess we have only ourselves to blame.  Perhaps, we thought, we just need to get out of this sleepy little coastal town.

So last night, after searching through complicated train and bus schedules, we decided to rise at 6:30 am today and take two buses and the train to Sevilla.  But when the alarm went off early this morning, we looked at each other, groaned, turned it off, and went back to sleep. 

It has taken us a full week to adjust to Spain time.  We are more relaxed and slower to do, well, everything.  As pathetic as it sounds, we haven't actually gotten out of bed before 10 am yet!  So a 6:30 am alarm just didn't seem plausible.  Instead, we walked down to the beach in the early afternoon sun and picked shells, read books and sunbathed.  It was lovely.  

After walking to the theatre and finding it closed, we settled on going to the little pub down the street for some serious internet time.  When it isn't conveniently accessible in your private room, it's hard to justify sitting in a pub or restaurant for any more than half an hour, nursing a small beer, and pretending to be there for the ambiance. Typically, we head to the McDonald's to use their internet service because it's free and you don't really have to buy anything...although we do, because we're gluttonous pigs.  I spent the well-deserved hour today booking a hotel in Cordoba for the next few days and...wait for it...filing and paying my taxes (I finished them before leaving home).  I also may have looked for a job.

We are off now to a chinese buffet as per Jim's request (I know, we're so white).  Here's hoping it's surprisingly delicious.