11/16/2010 Coto de Vera, Spain

 we biked from cartagena to garrucha, stopping about 2k north of garrucha to have lunch.

as with most of these tours 1 bike stops, and as subsequent teams approach you hear this "HEY THERE!" and see a wave. so the next team stops. then the "HEY THERE!" gets louder by 2 for the next team. and so on and so on. until these tiny little places are dusted. it happened in france - and it happened here. both places neither had an employee who spoke english, and had to call in help.

 another arriving couple and alhambra cervezas

 quite a few of us arrived within 10 minutes of each other

chorizo sandwich, YUM! especially with the beer.

 more teams arrive as we get ready to leave

when we left there was nothing left on the menu! - seriously though, many of us had the chorizo sandwhich - in fact, while we were there they ran out. they said "we have something similar" and served up another type which looked suspiciously like blood sausage to us. the levy's concurred. (turns out they're related to ethan and angela stowell and say 'hi!')