Our Trip to Spain-Part 16

20 Jul

A Slice of Life

Bill Lites

Day 12

Today our group was bussed a short distance to where we visited a small country hamlet, to learn firsthand how the Spanish villagers live, work, and enjoy life.  We strolled thru the small shops lining the narrow streets and were amazed at the variety of hand-made crafts.  Then we were introduced to a local family that produced their own wine and were shown the age-old process of wine making.  After that interesting adventure we were taken to a local farm where we were given lunch by the family, as part of the ‘A Taste of Village Life’ tour company plan.  Very few of the locals in this village spoke English, so most of our lunch communicating was done with sign language.  

Photo Credit: Bill Lites

A long table was setup out of doors for a banquet of delicious local foods for our group.  DiVoran didn’t eat much of anything, because of her continuing stomach distress, and the hostess was distraught, thinking it was because of her food.   She tried one thing after another to make DiVoran feel better, but she was just afraid to try anything.  She finally did take a little wine, for her stomach, but that was about all.  She tried to explain how grateful she was for their effort to please her and especially for their hospitality.  All DiVoran could do was to just sit there and enjoy the love the people shared with one another, and the beautiful scenery.  

Photo Credit: https://www.pinterest.com.au/pin/29484572533294841/

On our return trip we passed another hilltop Osborne Bull (Toro de Osborne).  I am always amazed at how realistic these bulls are.  They look as though they are ready to charge down the hill and chase you out of their territory.  Someone did a really good job of creating a life-like silhouette of an animal that gives the impression of realism.  

Photo Credit: Bill Lites

Most of the rest of the return trip was along the coast of the Mediterranean where we passed thru the small coastal towns of Los Bolighes, Torrequebrada, Playa de Santa Ana, Benalmadena, and La Carihuela.  When we arrived in Torremolinos, DiVoran and I took a short nap to sleep off that wonderful lunch. That afternoon we took another leisurely stroll down the seaside promenade and then back along the beach to admire more of the day’s creative sandcastles.  By then, we were ready to make our way back to the Bajondillo for our dinner.  Tonight’s meal would be at the Cetus Restaurante’ there in the Bajondillo and would include another flamenco presentation.  We were always impressed at the beauty and stamina the flamenco dancers expressed with their dancing.

Photo Credit: Bill Lite

—–To Be Continued—–

Bill is a retired Mechanical engineer living with his wonderful artist/writer wife, DiVoran, of 64 years in Titusville, Florida. He was born and raised in the Southwest, did a tour of duty with the U.S. Navy, attended Northrop University in Southern California and ended up working on America’s Manned Space Program for 35 years. He currently is retired and spends most of his time building and flying R/C model airplanes, traveling, writing blogs about his travels for Word Press and supporting his wife’s hobbies with framing, editing and marketing.  He also volunteers with a local church Car Care Ministry and as a tour guide at the Valiant Air Command Warbird Museum there in Titusville.  Bill has two wonderful children, two outstanding grandchildren, and a loving sister and her husband, all of whom also live in Central Florida, so he and DiVoran are rewarded by having family close to spend lots of quality time with.

One of Bill’s favorite Scriptures is:  John 10:10

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