Things aren't so well marked in the rural areas, and prior to leaving Cardona which is the nearest closest town, the Handlers asked directions at a gas station. They also had made a point to stop at the bakery, Panaderia Pio. They had stopped at this same bakery back in 2008 and knew it was a good one. Empanadas, tortas pascualinas, and alfajores to go.
After much driving, they found the school but there was a gathering of folks getting ready for an afternoon barbecue with chorizos (sausages) hanging on the line prior to cooking. Rather than stop and intrude, the Handlers decided to continue up the road where they found the same river written in the Almanac article. This is where they ate lunch and explored some of the rocks that are dotted through this region.
Quartz embedded in the rock |
Obviously they were not successful in seeing the museum so a good reason to return in the future.
As for me, I wasn't feeling well, and enjoyed having the house to myself without the annoying dog touching my junk. I think it was the bird or the tucu tucu from Friday afternoon. My digestive tract is not working fast enough to move this through my system. It has wiped me out, and I'm taking things slow and easy this weekend.
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