Day 3.. The hotel on the hill !

Day 3 dawned early... I had kind of expected a cockeral to crow in the morning dawn and in my corner room decorated in early medieval style with a corner window overloooking the washing line and cabbage patch, It just seemed a cock crowing was the way to go.. when it didn't it was nice for all of 2 seconds before the Donkey who was obviously feeling like he wanted some attention made his presence known and continued to do so non stop for the next sodding 2 hours... It was early and it was cold and to add insult to injury it was also raining at this point I longed for my normal bed that is comfy and warm this one felt like I was lying on a mattress made from straw !! (I didn't check but it might have been)instead it was in for a shower at least I think thats what this was.












Once breakfast was over we wandered down into town looked around the local Monastry that is now a small museum to the Franciscan Monks that had inhabited it until the 1950's when one day they just packed their habits and walked away. No one knows why or where they went.. they just up and left (Personally I think they headed to the sun !!)













In the afternoon we jumped on a bus and went to a place called Nobsa ... Its also famous but not for balls but rather for Ponchos so much so that we landed in the middle of the 3 day festival to celebrate the poncho.. even the Church wore a Poncho !! draped over it.. The central square was packed with people who wandered aimlessly about taking in the sights until some people arrived with lambs and sheep.. DRESSED !!! then they were the centre of attention everyone crowding round taking pics (yes I know so was I but it was the most exciting thing happening !)













Before heading back we popped into a small cafe for a coffee I also felt the need to go to the gents... I noticed a sign on the wall at the back of the cafe saying "bano" so off I went turning in front of the kitchen area I found the door closed and a sign saying $500 pesos to get in so I went back to the counter and asked for change. The lady smiled and shook her head explaining it was ok the gents was on the left at the back.. Now thats where I was but I felt I should go check again so back I went checked the door (Still locked) and as I turned to walk away there it was... the smallest cutest male urinal you could ever imagine in a nice baby blue colour... placed on the back wall beside the bathroom door that was closed, directly in front of the entrance to the kitchen. Nature has a way of making it impossible for you not to go when you know you want to... so I did, praying quietly that no one would need anything from the kitchen or that any of the ladies in the cafe would have a sudden desire to also relieve the pressures of the day !! For once life smiled on me and no one came back and I finished rinsed my hands and returned to the table... but trust me when I say I have NEVER wanted to finish quickly and not been able to do so, so much in my life!!!


Life here is slow ... whether its snoozing in front of the local off licence, riding your horse through town, sitting relaxing or going about your business... The sign is the stores "Name and Shame" for those who owe money and havent paid..














So 3 days no Technology no Internet no TV by now I am short tempered, frustrated and finding Cold Turkey is a dish best left to others... Tomorrow the final installment the return to the real world...