A very quiet week last week, following our trip to England and Wales the week before. Sunday was my son’s 24th birthday, and we celebrated it both at a restaurant and at home.
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My mother’s cactus bloomed with a rare double flower, as if to welcome both children home:
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A picture from cycling to Benidorm. This is a rather nice little village called Coveta Fumá, overlooking the Mediterranean:
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For my son’s birthday, we went to a restaurant in a small inland town, Cocentaina. The restaurant has a Michelin star. Spain has lots of very good restaurants, and many are in the middle of nowhere, like this one. It is slightly inconvenient, since when planning your wine consumption you must consider the 70 km drive home afterwards. Here is my daughter at the table:
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The wine list was very long, with lots of choices, some at surprisingly good prices:
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Moses actually turned 24 the following day, and in the evening he celebrated by butchering the Black Forest Cake my wife had prepared:
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The week at work was very busy, and I did not take many pictures. But one day, while walking to lunch, I ran into our in-house photographer, Mo Li, conducting a photo shoot of my boss:
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Mo is short, so she often uses the sofas that are scattered around the building as platforms. Here she is directing Paul from her lofty position:
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Taking a picture:
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Chimping:
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Showing off the results to the victim:
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But finally Friday arrived, and in the evening we went to Lizarran. Eating tapas outdoors on a late summer evening, when the temperatures are no longer unbearable, is a pleasant activity:
