Day 14 - Yes, they have dogs in Spain, whoopee

We had booked a short boat trip along the coast of Santander for 1pm so we drove into town to spend some time before it departed. It turned out that there was a major bike race on called "La Vuelta" and today was the Santander stage, so we found that road after road on the route Google was directing us along was blocked for the race. After some creative backtracking we eventually made it into town, found our car park and arrived at the dock with only 15 minutes to spare.

(As this blog is written by K the next bit is about small dogs. I have no idea why we need to write about them, personally I don't understand the fascination. I usually delete this sort of stuff when I see it and K doesn't usually notice, but I think this time if I leave it in I won't have to write about it again. Here it comes ....). 

Small dogs are very popular and are everywhere, it seems most other guests have their dogs with them. Yorkies are most popular closely followed by Maltese and Chihuahuas, there don't seem to be any other breeds. (This is not true, I have seen other breeds but I don't know - or care - what they are called. Unless they were Yorkies, what do they look like?).

(OK, now it's back to the actual travel stuff ... which I know is just as boring).

The boat trip was a nice hour seeing the sites and beaches in the area, it was worth the hour or so trip. 

On the way back to our posada we went to a supermarket to get something to eat, arriving at 2:54pm to discover that at it closed in 6 minutes and the only part open was the bakery section. All other supermarkets were all closed until 9am Monday morning, we made our choices quickly and were practically shooed out the door.

We had been told the cliff top walk from our posada was worth doing so under the guise of Camino preparation we hiked the track, and it was indeed a very nice walk. We ended back at the restaurant on the beach to admire the view and drink sangria (again).