If not Madrid, then Germany.
Whoops. Wrong turn, back we go and out into the suburbs of Jerez. We are going past a restaurante, Tuga by name, and it has 4.9 stars from 678 reviews so I think we really must allowed to indulge a little. It’s LGBTQ+ friendly. The website does not seem to be owned by the cafe anymore. Yesterday Carles wrote ‘Excellent cuisine, with superb product quality and very professional service’. Emilia reckoned ‘An absolute delight for senses! We were incredibly lucky to be greeted personally by the owner and chef of Tuga - a welcoming and sophisticated gentleman, who also helped us choose the meals. The food is outstanding, so is the atmosphere. We cannot be more impressed and indulged. Thank you!’ We must push on. We are leaving town and crossing a blasted - well, well frazzled, health. Along a camino de servicio. All the stuff is going on on the other side of the A4. Now, this A4 doesn’t have the decency to head out of London ...