The next morning we had a leisurely day just walking around the small picturesque town of Cudillero.
So a lazy day, catching up with Luke, we wandered around the port long enough for the sun to come out. We picked a place for a refreshing beverage and some delicious seafood tapas.
We noticed several people having cider poured from a great height, or using a special aerating contraption, which is apparently tipici de la region, and pretty funny to watch. So the rest of the afternoon we went and watched a World Cup match and relaxed on the balcony of our cute little hotel, until it was no doubt time to go out for another meal and another World Cup match!
And so that's what we did, with the highlight definitely being a plate of grilled scallops with roe. Yuuuuuum.
Wednesday morning the boys set off early (9am haha) back to the airport to pick up our rental car, then came back to Cudillero to pick up us ladies and gear and check out. While we were waiting we saw a procession of McLaren cars doing a rally through the old windy streets which looked amazing. That wouldn't be a cheap experience!
So goodbye Cudillero, and now with wheels, we drove through the foggy green hills to a spectacular lookout at El Cabo Vidio. What a formidable coastline, especially in that weather.
Back on the road we headed along the coast and pulled in briefly to a tiny town called Tazones and the weather had thankfully turned it on. A very cute little place!
We then hit the road again and from the windy streets, Willow had a big chunder. Lucky I was in the back to try and catch half of it. Poor little thing. She sleeps well in a car and gets carsick. She's definitely my daughter. After pulling into a dirt driveway to clean her up amongst cow poo, we were back on the road. Willow thankfully felt better and we stopped in beautiful Lastres for lunch. We randomly pulled into an amazing restaurant on a balcony with a stunning view and had amazing paella. The day was saved!
Then on to our next destination, Santillana del Mar. A small very old and beautiful place, with a cobblestoned old town with stone buildings lined with balconies decorated with flowers. It's called the town of 3 lies though coz there's no saint (Santa), it's not flat (llana) and it's not by the sea (del mar). Lies, lies, lies.
After a stroll through the old town, which was not pram friendly so Willow got used to the bumpy rides, we pulled into a restaurant, appropriately called El Castillo, to watch Spain beat Iran in the World Cup. Hilariously, Luke and I spent the first 25 mins of the game thinking Spain was Iran and vice versa. Why Iran was red and Spain white still beats me!
And we followed this up by eating a ridiculous amount of food. We (over) - ordered two of their speciality platters which were tipici de la region, including cachopo, which is an enormous crumbed veal dish. Ryan stepped it up into goat gear, as coined by Luke, when he's determined to finish a large amount of food. And he almost single handedly succeeded, as he ate the vast majority of it. The waiter was quite impressed!
So a lazy day, catching up with Luke, we wandered around the port long enough for the sun to come out. We picked a place for a refreshing beverage and some delicious seafood tapas.
Wednesday morning the boys set off early (9am haha) back to the airport to pick up our rental car, then came back to Cudillero to pick up us ladies and gear and check out. While we were waiting we saw a procession of McLaren cars doing a rally through the old windy streets which looked amazing. That wouldn't be a cheap experience!
So goodbye Cudillero, and now with wheels, we drove through the foggy green hills to a spectacular lookout at El Cabo Vidio. What a formidable coastline, especially in that weather.
Back on the road we headed along the coast and pulled in briefly to a tiny town called Tazones and the weather had thankfully turned it on. A very cute little place!
We then hit the road again and from the windy streets, Willow had a big chunder. Lucky I was in the back to try and catch half of it. Poor little thing. She sleeps well in a car and gets carsick. She's definitely my daughter. After pulling into a dirt driveway to clean her up amongst cow poo, we were back on the road. Willow thankfully felt better and we stopped in beautiful Lastres for lunch. We randomly pulled into an amazing restaurant on a balcony with a stunning view and had amazing paella. The day was saved!
And we followed this up by eating a ridiculous amount of food. We (over) - ordered two of their speciality platters which were tipici de la region, including cachopo, which is an enormous crumbed veal dish. Ryan stepped it up into goat gear, as coined by Luke, when he's determined to finish a large amount of food. And he almost single handedly succeeded, as he ate the vast majority of it. The waiter was quite impressed!
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