Back Field in Motion

It's all go in the View from the (Ibiza) Villa's back field. Regular Villa Viewers will remember the day Pep's (the owner of the field) goats were born. Now they follow him round like little puppies - they're hobbled to slow them down to his speed - and are voracious eaters.

Here they all are under a carob tree

and on the subject of trees, the peasant labour force of almond and carob harvesters has just turned up.

The modus operandi is to knock the nuts from the tree onto a big sheet on the ground, gather them up and then pound them to a pulp to use in Ibiza's top secret Christmas dinner dessert, Salsa de Nadal.

Feet Don't Fail Me Now

My feet are killing me! I never sat down once in Bilbao - in a Bilbao bar that is. Grazing capital of the world, the Basque capital has got eating on the hoof down to a fine art. There's neither time nor room for lounging about - so no scatter cushions or chill out music here - which you'll see on this short but extremely noisy video below featuring the Victor Montes Bar. (you may need to turn the volume down as it features several Spanish conversations on the go at the same time)

View from the (Bilbao) Villa

Well, not quite a villa, but never mind. Obviously, to comply with tourist laws here, I´ve had to stroll manfully about in explorer trousers and take photos of the Guggenheim from all angles, the Calatrava bridge, and of course fill my boots every night in Tapas town.

Just to prove I´ve done it, here are some sample shots, so I can collect my exit visa on Thursday.

(for many more photos visit my picasa album)

Btw if anyone reading this has access to the Internet, do us a favour, find out if Zara has about 50 branches in city centre Bilbao, as I´m worried that I passed the only branch about 20 times today when I got lost.