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Alpaca Adventure !


We were off to chill out, or should I say ‘boil’ but relax as we headed to the ‘frying pan’ of the Cordoba countryside in deepest Andalucia.  We were heading on our Alpaca adventure, and to meet Alan & Lorna and visit their home and experience a little Cordoba rest and relaxation, that I’d read about in Alan’s book ‘Seriously Mum, what’s an Alpaca ?’

We packed up the van with all the necessary refreshments ,like normal enough for days 😉 picnic hamper, rug and met up with our traveling companions and friends John & Maria and set on our way.

Now we are hot in the ‘Montes’ but as we ventured more inland the temperature crept up. We stopped at Montilla on the way for our picnic feast, thankfully finding a lush park with grass !! and shady trees . This pretty town was deserted, well I suppose only mad dogs & English men, would be out in the full heat of the day and  especially the night after the town feria with a temperature of 45 degrees !! We sat glowing and feasting as you do 😉 .  Not a soul in sight, we braved a short stroll around the town in search of cool liquid refreshment,  finally , parched we stumbled into the only bar open, which happened to be majestically decorated, with typical Cordoban stone mosaic floor and beautiful tiling .

Montilla Picnic

Walking back, we dodged the sun under shop canopies and shade of buildings, waiting at the zebra crossing, we could feel our skin frying :/

Onwards we went, with a slight city detour, that’ll teach me to ‘tweet’ whilst trying to navigate ;).  Traveling past fields of sunflowers and olive groves proudly manicured, the rolling countryside was vast and impressive.  Nearing our destination we met with Alan, who guided us through the groves until we spotted our first Alpaca and our lodgings for the night.

The Olive Mill Cordoba rest & relaxWhat a welcome sight The Olive Mill was, with its white and blue walls, and potted plants.  The Alpacas lazily grazing and sunbathing in their paddocks.  The original mill stones sat proudly in the entrance courtyard.  The mill a wonderful place to getaway from it all, recharge your batteries, and experience life a slower pace.

Alan & Lorna’s hospitality was wonderful, and such a treat for me to be cooked for.  After the Alpacas were fed, and we’d cooled off in the refreshing pool, showered and the sun was setting, we were treated to a sumptuous barbecue in the courtyard by candlelight .

The evening was warm and the fire pit glowed under the spectacular star filled sky , while we chatted, shared our Spanish life experiences and quaffed one or two glasses of vino 😉

Up the stairs to bed, we enjoyed a night-cap and the most comfortable nights sleep, albeit not long enough, as I was awoken to, “Mum, it’s Alpaca walking time” .  Slightly jaded I joined the others in the already fierce morning heat, for our jaunt.  Nellie had chosen her favourite ‘Rafa’ as our walking companion, and much to the delight of the others, he led me a merry dance , diving into bushes to scratch his back, lying down to roll in the dust and just generally keeping me on my not so energetic toes 😉 Alpaca Adventure La RosillaBack for a leisurely lavish breakfast, and a paddle in the pool to cool our feet , we thoroughly enjoyed our short experience, we all loved the alpacas, the giant lazy dogs Arthur & Blue, and the kittens, but most of all Alan & Lorna who made us so welcome.

Walking the Alpacas

Having a jolly.


Lifes routine or sometimes lack of it, can get in the way of ‘Having a jolly’ that’s what we call a lovely day out. Jollies seemed to be planned in summer, and then it’s often too hot, or when children are off school, then it’s too busy. So my OH and I decided that due to his funny shift patterns he works, that we would grab a Jolly as & when we can, come rain or shine ! On a budget and all !

So Thursday was our deemed ‘Jolly’ day, waking up to the first rain in months, not able to see the other side of the mountain due to thick black cloud, and temperatures to low for comfort, I was starting to have second thoughts, like lighting the fire and cooking comfort food, seemed much more appealing. But those who know my OH, he is never far from his I phone and weather reports, he says it’;s important for business, he now even reports for an app Weddar ! He assured me that by 11am at our chosen Jolly day location Cordoba, there would be blue skies. So I went with him, on this report and he was right ! I don’t often like to admit that.

We had received some insider tips from @jesslewis on sights to see, places to park.

Yes it was frio, but wrapped up warm, brolly in hand we marched across the Puente Romano and headed into the majestic ancient city. Immediately greeted by spectacular architecture and feel of eras gone by, Cordoba did not disappoint.

The Mezquita greets you, an awesome place created from religious conflicts, now 2 places worship live as one. The vast building is breathtaking, calming and beautiful. Sitting proudly as head of the Juderia, an area of a maze of streets, cobbled and adorned with flowers and pots, restaurants, trinket shops. Now I have a good sense of direction, but the higgle, piggle of these streets got the better of me.

Orange Square Mezquita Cordoba - Wikipedia

Arches Mezquita - Wikipedia

Lunch was needed, and I like to go off the beaten track, and I am known to walk hours to find a suitable watering hole..and this we did. Up a tiny side street, we came across La Fragua (The Forge) – A delightful restaurant, with tiny courtyard and dining room with old stone walls and tables perfectly laid.

Menu del Dia was top notch , I chose Chanquetes ( crispy white bait) topped with egg & sesame seeds, for main when in Cordoba, one has to have the specialty Rabo de Toro ( Oxtail), which was braised till tender with red wine and topped a bed of sauteed potatoes. To finish the tiniest but perfect size quesadilla, a little goats cheese pudding, and drizzle of cane honey.


Sitting next to us were a lovely American couple, who we chatted with, who like us traveled with Knife, fork & corkscrew, in other words from culinary delight to the next. They shared tales of their travels and cooking experience in Marrakesh, and I shared recipes …well I can’t help it 😉


Culture, cuisine, Cordoba – Una Dia Perfecta .