We’ve been in the city of Murcia for a couple of nights….
It’s deserted for the holidays….At least half of the shops and a good proportion of the restaurants are shuttered up and there’s not a tourist in sight. The Murcianos have stuffed their cars with inflatable crocodiles, sun -hats, children, grandmothers and cured sausage, and headed for the coast en masse, and it’s the perfect time for wearing out some shoe leather and exploring the empty streets on foot.
Apart from the heat….
The highest temperature ever recorded in Europe was in Murcia…..It’s a furnace! Walk just a hundred yards and you need (yet another) beer, but every time you sit down it’s like shoving your arse deep into a pizza oven..
“More cheese with your blistered buttocks Sir?”
And……. As if a burnt jacksie isn’t bad enough, I’ve got a permanent crick in my neck from looking UP, UP, UP, at the skyline….
So, please spare a thought for your poor host…. In agony after bringing you the first in a short series of black and white posts of some of the ‘high points’ of Spain.
All Images Copyright Stuart Allan Hyde.