Last blog for some time; no more holidays booked and passport is about to die.
Had a massive 4 course breakfast, to last til we got home. We walked up into the central square and were there when the hour struck.  Every single hour on the hour a guy walks up hundreds of steps to the top of a tower and plays a tune on his bugle and then stops in the middle as though he's been shot in the throat with an arrow. But he's not really dead, he waves at everybody before he comes down again. There is a vacancy if you fancy a fairly cushy job, although you may need some quick bugle lessons. But still, there's only one tune to learn and even that one you don't need to know all the way through as you never finish it!
We went in a cafe that is famous for the most incredible hot chocolate but of course nobody wants it in a heat wave! So beer and latte it was, with cake (you've seen the photo). Did a bit of shopping then went back to the hotel for a last beer. I'm sure there was a tear in the barman's eye when I told him we were leaving.
There followed the usual hours of queueing and waiting but the worst was when we got back to the car! Having paid £39 to park the car, we couldn't get out of the car park as the barrier was stuck! The queue was growing and tempers were rising until, after 13 minutes a guy in a yellow jacket came and put the barrier up to let us all out. So we drove home in an amazing electrical storm. Welcome back!!