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The photo above is ofan oddly interesting wall and door not far from us. On the corner in the same building is a shop called Ofisur (IT Solutions). I hadn’t noticed until this week that the brick wall along the side was pressed with the letters REYVE, which when I look it up indicates it’s a hardware and software business. I wondered if that was the address on the door or a security code. Either way, it’s no help. It’s located on Puerta Osario, the site of one of the original city gates from Roman times. It was significantly altered beginning in the early 18th century until it was finally demolished in 1905.
San Geraldo is still working his way through his lab tests and things are progressing. He’d much prefer focusing on other things, like which tropical fish to choose. I think he’s down to 10 options, or maybe it’s 100. Somewhere in that range.
We went back to El Tecolote Antojitos Mexicanos restaurant the other night. They’ve added new dishes to the menu and it was as good as last time. The weather was still so hot at 10 p.m. that not a soul sat outside.
San Geraldo baked two big loaves of banana bread. Heavenly. We each had a serving last night. They won’t last long.
We went yesterday afternoon to pick up San Geraldo’s new national identity card and now we supposedly will not have to go back for another 10 years. He didn’t need my help but I went with him because he suggested we go out to lunch from there. It was so hot, and now that August is here there’s no telling what’s open and what’s not (everyone has left for the beach), that we decided to just come home for lunch. Oh well. I waited for him in the cool entryway and enjoyed sitting with him in the taxis.
Speaking of the beach, our year-round housekeeper, Merchi, is in Fuengirola for the summer. Her summer replacement, the delightful Elena (and not just because her name makes us think of our chosen family, the goddess Elena, in Fuengirola), is now at the beach, as well. For three weeks! Last year, she went for two weeks and we survived. But her husband was able to take three weeks this time and she didn’t want to miss the opportunity to spend those weeks together with him on the beach. So, I guess I should clean the house. Or maybe not. How bad could it get in three weeks?
I’m going to brave the heat and go out for a bit of a walk this afternoon while laundry dries on the roof.
La foto de arriba es de una pared y una puerta curiosamente interesantes no muy lejos de nosotros. En la esquina del mismo edificio hay una tienda llamada Ofisur (Soluciones Informáticas). No me había dado cuenta hasta esta semana de que la pared de ladrillo lateral tenía grabadas las letras REYVE, que al buscarlas indica que es un negocio de hardware y software. Me pregunté si esa era la dirección en la puerta o un código de seguridad. En cualquier caso, no sirve de nada. Se encuentra en la Puerta Osario, donde se ubicaba una de las puertas originales de la ciudad desde la época romana. Sufrió importantes modificaciones a partir de principios del siglo XVIII hasta su demolición definitiva en 1905.
San Geraldo sigue trabajando en sus pruebas de laboratorio y las cosas están progresando. Preferiría concentrarse en otras cosas, como qué peces tropicales elegir. Creo que ha reducido sus opciones a 10, o tal vez sean 100. Por ahí.
Volvimos al restaurante El Tecolote Antojitos Mexicanos la otra noche. Han añadido platos nuevos al menú y estaba tan bueno como la última vez. A las 10 de la noche seguía haciendo tanto calor que no había nadie sentado fuera.
San Geraldo horneó dos panes de plátano enormes. ¡Deliciosos! Anoche comimos un trozo cada uno. No durarán mucho.
Ayer por la tarde fuimos a recoger el nuevo documento nacional de identidad de San Geraldo y ahora, supuestamente, no tendremos que volver hasta dentro de 10 años. Él no necesitaba mi ayuda, pero fui con él porque sugirió que fuéramos a comer allí. Hacía muchísimo calor, y ahora que estamos en agosto, es imposible saber qué está abierto y qué no (todo el mundo se ha ido a la playa), así que decidimos volver a casa para comer. En fin. Lo esperé en la fresca entrada y disfruté sentándome con él en los taxis.
Hablando de la playa, nuestra ama de llaves de toda la vida, Merchi, está en Fuengirola este verano. Su sustituta de verano, la encantadora Elena (y no solo porque su nombre nos hace pensar en nuestra familia elegida, la diosa Elena, de Fuengirola), también está ahora en la playa. ¡Durante tres semanas! El año pasado fue dos semanas y sobrevivimos. Pero esta vez su marido pudo irse tres semanas y ella no quiso perder la oportunidad de pasar esas semanas con él en la playa. Así que supongo que debería limpiar la casa. O tal vez no. ¿Qué tan mal podría ponerse en tres semanas?
Voy a desafiar el calor y salir a dar un paseo esta tarde mientras la ropa se seca en el tejado.
• Más adelante, en la Puerta Osario, justo antes de que cambie a simplemente Calle Osario, se encuentra esta fachada del siglo XV o XVI con una placa que indica que Miguel de Cervantes mencionó este lugar (sin ninguna otra explicación).
• Parte de una escuela pública cercana. Bien hecho, excepto que me molesta que el tipo de la izquierda tenga una pierna estirada en el aire cuando claramente debería estar apoyada en el pavimento.
• Parte del Paseo de Córdoba está justo detrás de nosotros. Cuidado al bajar. Sí, son escalones.
• Los escalones son un poco más visibles al subir.
• SG preparó dos panes grandes en lugar de los tres pequeños habituales y dijo que tendríamos rebanadas en vez de rebanadas grandes. ¿Cómo llamarías a lo anterior?
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It’s almost as if Cordoba is trying to make you fall with their tricky walkways and steps!!!
Yesterday we got a good rain and the temperatures dropped from 97 to 77 in a couple of minutes. We opened windows and enjoyed the fresh air.
Today will be 98 :::sigh:::
Bob:
I had initially noticed that Sevilla was the same. Then I thought maybe they’re just telling me it’s my responsibility to watch where I’m walking. Imagine that.
Three weeks without cleaning, is nothing. You should see under my desk, well maybe you shouldn’t.
definitely shouldn’t…
wickedhamster:
Thanks for the heads up. Living with SG, I can only imagine what it looks like.
David:
I wonder if it looks anything like SG’s.
Wow… not a soul about!
Rade:
If you can’t stand the heat…
That banana bread looks so delicious! I made some zucchini bread the other day with olive oil and Greek yogurt. It was great!
I have always thought that Europeans understand how important it is for one to get away from it all. Americans don’t get enough vacation days!
Michael:
My last corporate job I got an entire 2 weeks of vacation. Our relatives around the world couldn’t understand why I couldn’t come visit for a month.
I just LOVE that first photo of the wall with the metalwork mural and the “mystery” door! And of course, what catches my eye on the athletes mural is . . . THE HOCKEY PLAYER! Finally, I must say that those pavement stairs are simply lawsuits waiting to happen. Lawyers probably congregate there, with business cards ready, waiting for the next victim of a trip-and-fall.
Debra:
Yes, a hockey player in southern Spain. Who would have thought?
A lot more personal responsibility here, I think. Less lawsuits.
That banana bread is a hunk! Seems appropriate!
My cleaners come once a month, and I do very little between their visits. So a mere three weeks is nuthin.
Those stairs are a lawyer’s dream, unless Spain is a less litigious country than here where people sue if you look at them funny. Boud.
Boud:
We wanted every 2 weeks, but our housecleaners here have insisted on once a week to regulate their schedules. I like your statement “a mere three weeks is nuthin.” I’ll try to relax.
I’ve noticed so many places in Mexico where a person could so easily trip and fall. I figure their attitude is- you have eyes, right? Use them. And you used to be able to climb the pyramids. Not sure if you still can. Pretty sure not the one at Chichen Itza. And those things were built to make the rolling of heads down them easier.
In my universe, six months is when the lack of household chores starts to become dire. No worries, man.
I believe you would call that piece of banana bread a slab-o-slice. And I would eat it.
Mary Moon:
Yes, we immediately noticed how easy it was to trip in Seville and the attitude was “Well, watch where you’re going!” Merchi is outspoken about the condition of the house which makes me feel like I have to defend it. I need to get over that. (And she needs to stop telling me.)
slab.
wickedhamster:
I don’t think SG likes the concept of slice.
Definitely would say that is a slab of banana bread!
Robin:
Yeah, SG doesn’t understand the word “slice.”
I love the door and building in the first photo….very different and eye catching. And yes….BY ALL MEANS…watch where your going on that paso!!!!!!!!
Mistress Maddie:
Fewer lawsuits, more personal responsibility here.
Interesting brick wall with its sculpture across the top, not really a mural and a fun wall at the school. The banana bread looks very yummy, who cares if it’s a slab or a slice.
ellen abbott:
The banana bread is perfect.
Very brave to walk in that heat. The banana bread looks heavenly!
Steve:
Brave and a little stupid!
The banana bread is perfection.
If I could speak Spanish, I’d knock on the door and ask whoever answered what it all meant…
Love banana bread. It was just about the only cake/loaf my mother made when we were kids… Jx
Jon:
Although my mother baked almost every week, she didn’t make these “quick breads.” Jerry’s mother always had a freezer (a separate one in the basement) filled with all different kinds. Maybe one day I’ll go into the shop on the corner and ask about the door and wall.
To survive 3 weeks without cleaning, well, don’t. You might not need to scrub everything, but you have to clean the kitchen and bathrooms. If the banana bread isn’t a slab, then a good description might be hefty slice.
Love,
Janie
janiejunebug:
The kitchen is cleaned every day really. And, absolutely no way the bathrooms would go for three weeks without cleaning. Yes, hefty slice. Hefty describes everything SG serves.
Looking at those photos you can feel the heat. That is a nice little slice of Banana bread. Looks delicious.
larrymuffin:
Yes, the heat is intense right now. It was still 42C last night at 9. Down to 21 this morning, but on its way up again.
That door looks like it lets you into some secret society.
Kirk:
It does, doesn’t it. Like Skull & Bones.
That’s definitely a slab, Scoot! Many people put walnuts in their banana bread, but I like chopped pecans instead. Too bad they’re so expensive these days — like everything else, LOL.
Tundra Bunny:
SG hates walnuts and pecans (and many other nuts), so he either puts chocolate chips or, in this case, raisins, in his banana bread.