Another day, another coffee. This little spot is one of our favourite drinking establishments, tucked neatly into a small street in the old town. It is also a favourite of a wandering flamenco man with long black hair and glasses, as well as the home of some rather game pidgeons. It swas from this very spot that we spied two old penguins taking in the sights this morning, and Jurgen, they did not try to sell us flowers.