Awaken from a dream world to the ringing of my phone at 11 on a Sunday morning, I eagerly agreed I was game for an easy hike. How long is it? was my first question. Despite having spent the whole night out on the town shaking my groove thang and returning at 6am but being granted an extra hour with setting the clocks back for Fall. I tucked into bed at 5am.
When Katie told me the hike was only 3 hours total, I jumped out of bed, gathered some snacks, looked out the window to see hues of blue sketched between a gray canvas sky and threw on layers of clothing. I can handle a hike despite having a sore body from a new dance class and staying out till the wee hours of the morning for the last 3 nights in a row. Thirty minutes later I walked out the door to meet friends and hues of blue were traded for clouds pouring rain. Great. But we didn’t let our plan stop us and on we went trekking across town to the car in the rain. We took shelter in the car, my pants wet and skin piercing cold. Oh man. It’s going to be cold this winter and I’m still not prepared, I thought. We hoped for sunny skies outside of Vitoria and on we went. Lagran is a town only 3o minutes away by car and is a place where a lot of hiking trails begin. On coming cars with headlights on, alluded the weather wasn’t any better where we were headed but we figured we could trade in hiking for a cafe con leche and check out the town of Lagran but still we hoped. The sky in Lagran was overcast and rain drops were falling fast.
Darn. This is not weather for a hike and even if it stopped, the trail would be muddy and very cold.
The town was small and quiet and we saw only one person planting pansies outside her door. Is their going to be a cafe or bar open on a Sunday? So we asked the first folks we saw and they pointed us towards the Restaurant/Café we already passed but appeared closed, La Trevisa. With music of Shakira playing and Nascar on TV, Joel asked if it was possible to eat food we brought if we ordered drinks since our plans of hiking aren’t in the cards. Claro, she replied and we quickly ordered 3 café con leche and settled into one of the six empty tables, the only souls in the café.
I’m glad Joel asked because I would have assumed it not possible to bring your own food in a place that serves food but then again, there are some bars in California that allow you to bring in food from neighboring eateries but that’s because the bar doesn’t serve food and they want you to stay a while and keep ordering drinks. It’s a win win.
The fog began lifting and sun briefly shining, we thought… maybe but then we understood why it was so darn cold. Freezing. It snowed all night long and blanketed the mountain with snow. Heck, Thank goodness we didn’t even attempt to hike.
We would have frozen ourselves.
As we finished our picnic, slowly the “whole” town came into the bar ordering drinks and snacks and patrons eyed our table.
We paid and then took a stroll around town enjoying the beauty of the mountains as a backdrop and vegetable gardens everywhere.
People walking home after a drink at the café
And then the sun came out for a few minutes! It was so nice to feel the warmth of the sun!
And a view of the town from where we were planning to start our hike… Next time.