After twelve days of non-stop moving, it's wonderful to take a couple much-needed rest days.
I've really tried to avoid hotels during this trip, but it is Christmas and I just don't feel like I can ask anyone to stay with them... I would be too much of an intruder. So, I find a hotel that was formerly a villa. This translates to a giant courtyard with garden, a formal dining room, a sitting lounge, three different reading nooks, and a roof-top patio with a view of the distant volcano. The owner of the hotel is an avid biker and let's me make some much needed bike repairs in the courtyard. There is a big kitchen for guests to cook in. I'm the only guest and during the night, I tell the lone receptionist that she can go home to have time with her family.... which means I have the entire place to myself. Let me repeat... a Spanish villa all to myself, with fast internet, a courtyard for bike repairs, and a wonderfully big kitchen to cook in = AMAZING!!!
For two nights, all night long, there are fireworks and gunshots to celebrate Christmas. Life is good!