Nowadays I like to be tucked up in bed by 10.00pm, even on holiday (how sad am I?) So Mike and I had to pace ourselves for a late night. Again we walked onto Gibraltar on foot, across the runway, bus into town. We got off at Casemates Square (not realising what a short walk it is, no need for a bus at all). The place was deserted. Just like a ghost town. Where were all the people from last night? I felt a grim sense of foreboding. Had we chosen badly? Should we have stayed with Seville our previous first choice? We headed to a pub, and sat outside under a patio heater. We got chatting with a Canadian who was touring Spain on his motorbike – he was confident that it was still early. We weren't so sure. Many of the restauarants, heaving the night before were shut or closed to casual diners, pre-booked for private parties. We didn't fancy the pub menu, even though our Canadian said he'd enjoyed the fish and chips. So where do we choose? What type of food is always available and tasty? An Indian! Of course. We'd walked past this one several times but not gone in as it only had two diners each time. But, now it was 9.30pm and it looked full from the outside. Thank goodness. In we went and they found us a table. The samosas being delivered to other tables looked plump, homemade and tasty. Seeing this as a good omen for a really good meal my previous fears were abolished.
The food finally arrived and it was awful! We were both stumped after the first few mouthfuls and gave up. I can usually see the good in any meal and my appetite plus greed will ensure that I just get on and eat, but no. I really couldn't. Even the rice was rubbish. We didn't pass on any feedback to the proprietors – just paid and headed off into the night.
Casemates Square was buzzing! The crowds out in full-force, now fed and watered. The square is quite small and was dominated by a stage. The live band was really good and we had a bit of a dance. Countdown commenced prior to the obligatory fireworks. And weren't they amazing? The display had been set up from the wall on the edge of the square so we were right underneath them. They also went on for a long time and once the official ones had finished we could hear other displays ringing out nearby. We soon lost interest in the square and wandered off, back to our home in Spain. The displays continued on the walk back, including one individual hosting his own display right on the pavement. The atmosphere had been great throughout and we were able to put that poor meal back into the rear recesses of our minds.
The food finally arrived and it was awful! We were both stumped after the first few mouthfuls and gave up. I can usually see the good in any meal and my appetite plus greed will ensure that I just get on and eat, but no. I really couldn't. Even the rice was rubbish. We didn't pass on any feedback to the proprietors – just paid and headed off into the night.
Casemates Square was buzzing! The crowds out in full-force, now fed and watered. The square is quite small and was dominated by a stage. The live band was really good and we had a bit of a dance. Countdown commenced prior to the obligatory fireworks. And weren't they amazing? The display had been set up from the wall on the edge of the square so we were right underneath them. They also went on for a long time and once the official ones had finished we could hear other displays ringing out nearby. We soon lost interest in the square and wandered off, back to our home in Spain. The displays continued on the walk back, including one individual hosting his own display right on the pavement. The atmosphere had been great throughout and we were able to put that poor meal back into the rear recesses of our minds.
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