Monday 21/5: Our work day started late (we slept in), but having Dave around made for a lovely communal work atmosphere. After lunch Craig and I hid ourselves in our room to record the podcast, and I headed to school for a few hours while the boys kept working.
After dinner, I headed to Olivia’s place for a language exchange and she told me about her awesome weekend away with Guille — it sounded fantastic, full of quad biking and other adventures.
Tuesday 22/5: Another work day, broken up nicely by a walk on the beach and a visit from Oliva in the afternoon. We’d asked her to help us with the Kindle issue: DHL was asking us for €110 in taxes on Craig’s replacement Kindle, which we didn’t want to pay. So Oliva kindly rang DHL and repeated the same story three times before finally being told that the issue was moot anyway: the Kindle was on its way back to NZ because it hadn’t been claimed. Sigh.
Dave, Craig and I had a relaxed evening in, which we mostly spent chatting — excellent.
Wednesday 23/5: Since it was Dave’s last day with us, we decided to try to make the most of it. We all spent the morning working, then headed out to find a nice-looking place for lunch. We totally succeeded: our €7.50 menu del día included wine, coffee and dessert as well as the entree and main, and it was all tasty. Dave and I both had fresh delicious fish that wasn’t full of bones, and Craig chose zorza (very slightly spicy pork).
The restaurant was halfway between our place and the Tower of Hercules, so we wandered that way so that Dave could see it up close and take a few more photos of A Coruñian views.
In the evening we had a tapas dinner, starting at the super-popular La Bombilla and going on to another place about five minutes’ walk away — where we finally tried pimientos de Padrón (small green delicious peppers).
Thursday 24/5: Dave’s only viable train option left at 8:50, so he had to leave the house by 7:30 to be sure of getting to the station on time. Craig accompanied him on the bus, and they managed to arrive with heaps of time to spare; they had a coffee then said a tearful goodbye (okay, I might be making that last bit up).