retiredmartin

What next from Cordoba ? Oh, the Ku Klux Klan trail, I guess.

No, not really, but still a little unsettling to see in the religious shops that outnumber Bass dispensaries here.

Cordoba has treasures at every turn, like this half-finished Roman Brunning & Price gastropub.

Depending on your perspective, I guess, all Spanish bars are gastropubs, or none of them are. Even the smallest serves a decent posh sandwich.

There was a drop of drizzle in Cordoba that night, just as you lot got a suntan (before the snow), so out came the umbrellas around the Cathedral.

We had a little supermarket at the end of our alley and made a feast of crisp bread, salami and Gouda each night, washed down with 2 euro Andalucian craft beer.

Or we would have if Mrs RM hadn’t squirted half of it down the sink; I think she shook it before opening. The other half was stunning.

I had to look this up on Untippd (I hate myself)

That’s how it should look, Mrs RM. And after buying a second bottle and leaving it in the fridge overnight, that’s how it did look. #BeerCicerone