Wednesday, November 9th

After two weeks of non-stop travel, we were ready for a break… we decided to spend the day enjoying the resort’s amenities.  We dawdled through the morning, then ambled down to the restaurant for lunch on a terrace overlooking the blue Mediterranean. 

After a long, leisurely lunch, we put on our bathing suits and headed out to the beach…..almost deserted on this mild November afternoon. 

The sun was warm but the water was cold……compelling us to make use of the hotel’s hot tub…..more tepid than those in America due to Spanish law…..but comfortable enough for us to enjoy for hours.

While I was lazing in the hot tub, something caught my eye…..a large rat ran across the pool deck, from one plant bed to another!  Neither Craig nor Paul saw the racing rodent, but the guest who’s lounge chair was in the rat’s direct path sure did…..he shot straight up!

Having had our share of unwelcome visitors at the cottage, I couldn’t begrudge the hotel a rat or two…..and what creature wouldn’t want to live in this luxuriant place?

The pool area closed at 5:00…..again due to Spanish law… we returned to the room and enjoyed some wine and Manchego cheese on the patio.  We were joined by one of the resident feral cats…..a small, black one who reminded me of Felix.  We shared some cheese with the hungry little guy and he decided to hang out with us for a while.

While at the hotel’s grocery store for dinner supplies, I picked up a small can of tuna for our new friend.  I opened it and left it on the patio for him and, sure enough, it was empty by the time we finished our dinner.  Paul lightheartedly chastised me…..saying it was against the rules to feed the animals.  I pored over the hotel’s big book of rules and regulations….finding that guests were “requested” to not feed the cats because a company comes in to feed them.  After today’s encounter at the hot tub, I’m pretty sure this company might be Terminex.

“You will always be lucky if you know how to make friends with strange cats” – Colonial proverb


About Languedoc Lady

I'm a newly retired woman from California getting ready to spend a year (or more) with my husband living the good life in Languedoc in the southwest of France.
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