Today in the late morning, the Spanish regatta nightmare was over just as quickly again, as he had come. Unfortunately, the participants have at your departure also “the Internet” taken. So had the last night waiting finished products, until we were back online.

For today, a trip was planned to Pontevedra. But it was not only relaxed sight seeing on the program. The defective WLAN antenna should to check back at LUNA TRONIC in Germany. This almost invincible challenge proposed Dietmar pretty on the stomach. Would we be able, to bring here in Spain a package on the way?

In the port office you directed us to the bus stop in the village. Actually quite easy, about 100 Meters to the supermarket on the right side. That should be really easy to find. Armed with the road map we have the supermarket quickly found. We followed the road as described ... 100 meters ... 200 meters ... 300 meters ... .400 meters ... then was the way to end. Very strange, So again back. As a precaution, we obtained in the nearest open bar or a second opinion.
Dietmar was able to finally install his comprehensive knowledge of Spanish:
Excuse, a question: Where is the bus stop?
(Sorry, a question: Where are the buses?)
Most Spaniards, we have learned, are incredibly helpful. So we escorted the bar owner precaution part of the way back in the direction, from which we had just come. "Immer da lang, over there at the house ... ".
When we arrived back at the supermarket, we felt a bit stupid. With the help of another helpful Spaniard we stood again sometime about 100 Meters behind the supermarket on the road.
While it was far and wide to find no reference, who pointed to a bus stop (neither shield / Road Marking / Bank / timetable) and still held five minutes later, this is exactly where the bus. That could be fun, if it should be in the same or similar Pontevedra. Maybe we'd better go back by taxi.

First work, before pleasure: Looking for a “Post Office” (Post office) came back the beautiful Spanish standard set used and just before the midday closing, our package was on the way to Germany. Now we could relax. The city invited to stay. Schade, that they are not located directly on the sea and no port has, one can start with our boat.

The old town was completely dominated by the "honey-feast", the whole ten days was celebrated in Pontevedra. Somehow we find in Spain almost always a reason to celebrate (Honey, Tomatoes; Wine, Sea ... .eigentlich not matter). A huge fair was built with a large stage and carousel for kids and adults. We moved in the great old town with its charming squares, mit Bars und Cafés, a bustling market hall, many churches and ancient palaces. In the midday heat, but we had soon had enough. Very clever these Spaniards with their Siesta.

As previously planned, we wanted to treat ourselves to a taxi for the way back ... the streets were deserted ..but during siesta. When we were yet arrived back at the bus stop after a long search, we were able to stop a free taxi one there. Beautiful, that it continues tomorrow with the SUMMER. As we make our schedule and stops itself, exactly as we like it.

Were for tomorrow's trip to Vigo in the next Ria only 25 Hip nautical sailing. That we dared despite the hip 5-6 Wind strengths to. But before one load was quickly washed yet, but this time on board with us. After an hour exaggerated some telltale Persil whitecaps of our rear in the wind of it and shortly after our laundry flapping on the clothesline in the wind. Although our neighbor looked a little suspicious, wondering certainly, where we have conjures up all the clean laundry. But the luxury we enjoyed.