My First Week

My first week went by in a flash, and I learnt how to converse with the local shopkeepers

for my food shopping and say “Hola” to every passing stranger! It's nice that everyone

says "Hola" to this 55 year old strange woman!!

I discovered that the Number 10 bus goes to Cartagena, as does the “baby train” as I call

it from the little local train station in La Union. The bus costs 1 euro, 25 each way for the

25 minute trip - a bargain, with the train costing 2 euros, 70 for a return trip, the train

journey being about 12 minutes each way.

Tuesday was the day for the local market in La Union along Calle Mayor.  I loved the

sights and sounds of the market, the colours, and the general hustle and bustle of the stalls.

I bought so much that I forgot how I was going to carry the goods I had bought in the

twenty minute walk back to my apartment in the heat! Time to puchase one of those

"shoppers" on wheels!

I found food to be much cheaper than in the UK for most items, including delicious

baguettes or "barra" for as little as 43 cents.

I learnt that you take your life in your hands as a pedestrian in Spain and I had to

constantly remind myself to look the opposite way for oncoming traffic. Cars don't

automatically stop at crossings - frightening!

Next blog - making new friends and my first Menu Del Dia meal.

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