Our friend Rowena, who lives about an hour and a quarter from here up towards the border has broken her heel and was therefore unable to drive her parents to the airport. So, in exchange for lunch and some fruit fresh of the trees, we did our bit to help out. It also meant that we could replenish our stock of cava on the way back. Here you can see Christian waiting patiently for his apéritif.
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