We spent the morning looking for an apartment for Erica. In Spain they don’t have an MLS system where everyone lists their properties for sale. To the contrary, each realtor has their own listings and the real estate agent represents both the buyer and seller. So if you are looking to buy a property you need to register with multiple agencies. This seems like a system in the need of a computer genius and a salesperson. We did find one apartment to look at this morning. It seemed old and expensive. From what we were told it’s a seller’s market. Always seems like it’s a seller’s market until you want to sell.
After leaving the apartment we went to lunch at Arrocería Imperial. They specialize in rice dishes. We were accompanied by Erica’s friend Sofi (pronounced like Sophie not like So Fi Stadium). The four of us shared two dishes. They were both very good but if you aren’t into rice meals this might not be the place for you. You could tell this was a high class place because the toilet in the bathroom had a toilet seat. I needed to find the toilet because the urinal was too high for use by a mortal male. The bottom of the urinal came to my mid thigh. Granted I’m not the tallest man in the world but I wouldn’t describe myself as short. I opted for the toilet because the urinal would have required me to aim up at about 45º in order to clear the edge. That would have been fine but it would have made for an interesting finale.
And or course we couldn’t leave without……………. see below.
After lunch we visited another apartment. This place was very interesting in that after entering, the first room you encounter is a bathroom on the right. The second room is another bathroom on the right. That means that if you need to get up at night to use the bathroom you need to bypass much of the apartment in order to get to one of the two bathrooms. We will continue the search tomorrow.
After a rest back at the hotel (at which point my step count was 15,514) we headed to dinner. We went to La Oveja Negra (The Black Sheep), a vegan restaurant for dinner. The chef (head honcho) is Sofi, Erica’s friend from this morning. We had a wonderful meal and then headed back to the hotel.
Final step count 18,743.
Adios
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