Onboard our luxury cruise ferry Ricky had a rub down from a young lady on the ship and was feeling much better. Well, he was smiling at least. The rest of us were more boring and watched as dolphins frolicked alongside.
As we docked in Santander the sun shone on us righteous pilgrims. However a short while later we were feeling at home as a damp drizzle started. We caught the train out of Santander to Puente San Miguel where we rode uphill to Santillana del Mar. A popular, historic town but the Tourist Information Centre sent us in the wrong direction to our Posada. Still Des prevailed and got us there - via another hill or two of course.
The end of our comfort was marked by a nice, spanish, evening meal of egg and chips.
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| Dophins!! |
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| Arriving in Santander with some trepidation |
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