Cadiz

I love Cadiz. If I won whatever people win now (the pools, ernie, the lottery), I would have an apartment in Cadiz, among other things. It’s loaded with history and has an amazing energy. The central market is gorgeous (sadly I took Husbant on a Monday when everything in the market was shut but I tried my best impression of (insert any name of someone who exudes passion while walking around but not Michael Portillo), but clearly we have to return. I did find the only place where La Gitana manzanilla sherry is on tap though (sadly also closed).

So yes we will definitely be back. We went round the cathedral – I wrongly promised Christopher Columbus’ relics to Husbant forgetting they were in Seville cathedral (luckily we are there next trip), but the loos in the cathedral are awesome (never before have I looked up and seen some Roman relief in the ceiling of a toilet). Art historians might rubbish this but I was moved.

After trying to locate the two oldest trees in Cadiz, which are baobabs, we arrived too hungry at Freiduria las flores where Rick Stein sampled dogfish. It’s in a beautiful square too. The process of getting a table was a little confusing but we had some beers while we waited and eventually sat down. We ordered carefully – the potato salad, fried dogfish, puntillitas, and what my Spanish speaking Husbant thought was fried eggs. I should have interjected and said “this is a fish place” and I hadn’t seen many plates with fried eggs on them. Safe to say it was fried eggs, of the fishy type.

I was thirsty so had to have another beer
Ready with our order!

Not a person who wastes any food at any time, Husbant took one for the team and ploughed through enough eggs to create a large shoal of fish. Not sure what sort of fish, though. Is there a general sort of fish which they use? We’ll never know.

Driving back from Cadiz we got lost again – well I think we got lost but we ended up at the Cadiz football stadium (although Husbant supports Betis and Cadiz has just been relegated). I think the detour was fine but I don’t like driving round a roundabout twice. Things get tense in the car and then we laugh. It’s so great to have him here, despite his tendency towards being a “Chuck” (Better Call Saul, if you want the reference).

Not the baobabs but a bearded fig

A lovely Bank Holiday Monday in the sunshine of Cadiz. I loved it.

PS, my toothbrush still had a faint taste of travel wash despite repeated brushings and rinsing… Not doing that again.

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