Had a lovely time last night.

Nog and I had planned to go out for some tapas at one of our usual haunts but then decided to do something we’d never tried before, which was go to our favourite birthday/anniversary place Casa Robles and have a lightish meal at the bar (instead of the usual feast ). Just after we’d ordered a couple came in and sat down next to us and I heard the woman ask for a menu in English. The barman told her they only had Spanish ones and so I whispered to Nog, asking if it might seem too ‘pushy’ if I offered to help them translate the menu. He said he thought they would probably appreciate it.

And so we met Jan and Larry, a lovely couple visiting from Texas, and spent the rest of the evening chatting with them over a few glasses of wine and some gorgeous food. And we talked about other chance encounters and serendipitous experiences we’d had, in the end deciding that fate had brought us together – though Nog remained his usual sceptical self, saying that whether something is fate or not can only be decided after the event. 🙄

Anyhow, a wave to J & L in case you read this (I suggested they check out the Sevilla tapas page for future meals while they’re here). It’s turned out to be a very rainy day so I hope you manage to keep dry. And thanks again for such a nice evening.

Aren’t chance encounters great?
What are some of yours?