We went in to Bodega, a tapas bar as it also said "wine cellar" outside, and Clare wanted wine. I had been sat in Fitzherberts for a couple of hours while Clare did a little shopping and then checked into our new hotel and got ready. Get ready? I was BORN ready, so plenty of time for me to sit and relax and read. We had one glass of wine in here, nice but all Spanish, it's a Spanish bar. Wishing after I'd ordered that I'd had sherry instead to accompany our padron peppers. They were very nice, but we did not get a hot one.
Next stop dinner, Italian.
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