The further down South we sail, the warmer it gets

Unfortunately we haven't had the chance to practice any kind of physical exercise more then sailing for the last eight weeks or so. All the stress with getting the boat ready have locked us up to the extent that barely nothing have been tempting else than working on the boat but now it's time to get back in shape again. Many of you have been asking for bikini pics for some reason, and now when the sun's back for real and I'm back to work on my curves and abs again, I will do my very best as the blog administrator of this blog to light up your cold and dark winter nights in New York, Gothenburg, Austin, München, Moscow, Stockholm, Trondheim, Paris, Berlin, Toronto or wherever cold y'all might be located. Easier now also when we hopefully will be cruising around the equator and nowhere colder, for the next two years or so. One has to stay faithful to the blogs duties, right!? /T

Last night

We didn't reach Denia last night like was planned. The wind died out and we're trying to use the engine as little as possible until we'll have it fixed - so we went to Gandia, 30 miles away from Valencia. Gandia is a sleepy tourist town, empty on tourists now in late November. 

When we are too tired to cook or in a need of getting out of the boat, one of the major projects in smaller towns like this is always to find a proper place to eat. Having lived in Spain now for some years (alex 7, me 2 in total), you're pretty fed up with the traditional tapas and to find something else in off season in a small village/town like this, is pretty damn hard. Often we end up in the local arabic kebab place just to get some variation - but last night we were lucky. We had walked for maybe 20 minutes by the beach and in between smaller streets, when we finally spotted it from a far. A cozy, candle lit hole in the wall - so untypical Spanish in it's style that we almost ran to it. The Italian restaurant was owned by an Argentinean man who hosted the place with his son and the food was out of this world. Simple and nothing really special in the sense of products or even preparations, just so untypical to what we are used to when searching for a restaurant in the middle of the night in a small fisherman's/tourist town. 

We ate and we ate and we ate till we couldn't eat anymore and I think I am still full from it all this morning. Extra plus also for not serving cold red wine but normal room tempered! The average Spanish restauranteurs have normally a (strange) tradition to store their red wine in the fridge and serve it ice cold to their clients. But this little restaurant scored all right. And not to forget the typical Argentinean dulce de leche pancakes we had for dessert. So freaking tasty mmmm. Just what we needed and on top of that, we had to only pay 48 Euros for the whole gormandizing. A perfect bargain for an excellent dinner.

This restaurant in Gandia is called La Tarantella and is located on C/ Navegante nº 1, Tele: 96 284 16 51

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