My last day of paid work was on the 3rd June and on the 7th June we flew out to London.It was rainy but luckily with foresight, we packed raincoats. I did all the stuff I wanted to do in the three days we were there- eat a muffin, drink a takeaway soy coffee, visit Camden Markets, see a show (we saw Wicked) and hang out with Vanessa and my cousin. Three days is not a lot to do everything in London but I think we managed our time very efficiently.
On the Friday, we got up at 4 am to catch a plane from London to Santiago. Our kindly friends offered to come pick us up in Santiago but by the time they arrived I was almost snoring in the bar.
On Saturday, we had the wedding, the first of our friends in Spain to get married. It was a traditional church wedding, and I don't know why, but I never understand Catholic priests when they speak. I don't know if it's because they're speaking Latin, if it's a prerequisite for priests to mumble or the acoustics in a church just aren't conducive to understanding. Anyway, so I sat there for more than an hour smiling and pretending I agreed. A woman gave a very moving speech and some people even cried, so maybe my smiling wasn't quite appropriate.
After the ceremony, we went to a place outside the village for the reception. We had the best pulpo gallego (see photo) I've ever tasted in my life. Who knew those slimy pale octopuses could taste so good? There was an open bar and the party lasted till around 3 am. On the Sunday, we headed back to Logrono, hung over and incredibly exhausted.
