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Day and Night

We met some people in Salamanca today who were going to spend Christmas in Cumbria in the UK. We got on to talking about the differences between day length in Spain and the UK.

So, in our old haunt of Huntingdon today we would get 7 hours and 41 minutes of daylight with dawn just after five past eight and dusk about ten to four.

In Pinoso, where our house is, in Alicante, in Spain it would be 9 hours and 31 minutes of daylight with dawn at about a quarter past eight and dusk at a quarter to six.

And here, in Ciudad Rodrigo, we have 9 hours and 17 minutes of daylight with dawn not coming till quarter to nine but dusk equally late at six on the dot.

Maths aside what actually counts is that it gets dark here a couple of hours later than in the UK at this time of year and that just feels so much nicer.


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If you would like to gave a look at what we're up to now just click on one of the tabs at the top of the page.

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Done. Finished. I'm just about to disconnect the computer and that will be it. We managed to get everything in the cars, tomorrow morning we'll dope up Edu and then all we have to do is to drive across Spain. The Culebrón link below will be in use for the next few weeks before we move on to Cartagena in September. Click on the links below.
So this blog is dead. Ciudad Rodrigo is history. Culebrón for the summer and then Cartagena.
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This morning, as I cleaned my teeth, I heard hooves in the street. I didn't bother to rush out. I took my time, I put on my boots and strolled out to buy fags and a paper. There were signs of horses or mules or donkeys having passed down the street. When I came out of the fag shop I noticed a fair sized crowd by the Fat Tree but the fun was over, the crowd was drifting away and I didn't have my camera anyway.
I've just checked the town web site and it says that The Brotherhood of Our Lady of the Peña de Francia, having been blessed by a local chaplain, set out on a Romeria (a sort of pilgrimage) from the town today heading for one of the highest peaks in the area - the Peña de Francia. They won't get there till Sunday as it's some 50km from here.