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My turn to play … “the idiot abroad” !

Posted by Big John on July 13, 2013

The Alcazaba is an impressive medieval fortress overlooking the Andalucían city of Almería …


(click on images to enlarge)

I thought about following the pathway which leads to the top of the cliffs on which it is built, but decided instead, on leaving the port area in the blazing sun …


… to join the locals in the nearest bar for a nice cold beer, but I should have looked more closely at those ‘locals’, as I parked the old ‘trouble and strife’ at a table outside the café and wandered up to the bar.

Summoning up my best Spanish accent, I smiled at the barman and ordered .. “Dos cañas, por favor” .. He did not return my smile and did not answer me in Spanish, but I got the message ! even though I don’t speak Arabic ! I looked around at the customers in the café, all men, and all drinking from small glasses of coffee or tea …

Almeria (3)

… The sign over the door should have been a clue to what to expect within !

I’m pleased to say that the waiter in the café across the road …

Almeria (2)

… greeted us with a cheerful .. “Ola”.. and free plates of tapas with our cold beers; and this blue eyed little charmer …

Almeria (5)

… seemed to enjoy our company as we sat in the welcome shade: or perhaps it was …

…  just the smell of the tapas ?


3 Responses to “My turn to play … “the idiot abroad” !”

  1. I think we all have had stories like that.

  2. Ginnie said

    I’m so glad that I’m not the only one who has made a gaff in a foreign country, John ! Your pictures are great. I enjoyed catching up on your blog entries now that I’m back from my 3 week Hiatus.

  3. Something like that happened to me when I innocently wandered into a Mexican bar in Utah where “Gringos” weren’t warmly greeted. I believe I saw a flashing knife blade in the dimly lit bistro, but I left so fast i couldn’t be sure.

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