He flew out for a long weekend in the city, the first familiar face since leaving England/France two and a half months ago.
We stayed in the spare room of a local's apartment (arranged through the Air B&B website) and set about being tourists for a few days:
Walking around the city, its many old churches and up to the old town for a view out to sea
Attending the military parade, heavily guarded by armed riot police
Taking a bus out to the beach
Watching entries into an international film festival (some excellent, many depressing, several just plain odd)
Looking at weird and wonderful creatures in Insectopia
Rob and Laura playing with their SLR cameras
Indulgently watching films in our room
Eventually, after five days, Rob walked to a bus stop as we reacquainted ourselves with our bikes. It was a brief goodbye but left me with a little sadness. I probably won't see him again for another year.
P.S. Rob, we forgot to actually give you your spork! Thankfully, there is a whole box full of them in the loft so please help yourself...

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