Sunny from the start so had a lazy morning and a long chat with our English neighbour. As we chatted some storks flew over quite low harassing a huge eagle, but I could not get to a camera before they had gone. Shame.
We took the van to the nearby royal residence at El Escorial for the afternoon. A massive combination of royal palace, basilica, monastery and art collection around a simple garden. Rosemary failed the security scan (scissors in handbag!) and I forgot my ID, so we got in as one and half pensioners eventually.
Not a particularly attractive place but Philip II was a devout Catholic and lived as humble a life as you can and still be king of Spain. This was also the headquarters of the Spanish Inquisition (and nobody expects the Spanish inquisition!). No photos allowed and not many multilingual displays, so a bit tedious.
We arrived back on site to watch the Spanish weekenders arriving. Why does it take them so long to choose a pitch. It's eating outside weather now - so it's chicken tonite.
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