

A reviving coffee for Isabel and I and an obligatory cake (apfel strudel would you believe ?!) for dad and we head off again. The cafe was owned by a German couple which exlains the strudel in Tenerife of all places!!

All 3 of us could hardly put our cameras down as there was so much we wanted to remember - goodness knows how many snaps we took that day.
We spent a happy few hours there and then decided we'd hunt out lunch. As it happens there was a cafe opposite the entrance to the garden and it was full of spanish enjoying their meals so we joined them.

Back at the hotel there was a bit of a festival feel - unlike the british, most people on the continent celebrate on Xmas eve, so we joined in. Cava on the terrace anyone ?
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