Jirafa de Cerveza
It had been a nice day of surfing in Pradomar, Karen even caught her first wave.
We took a brief musical journey to my apartment.
Dave had a friend in town and we’d been wanting to go the Aguila World. Karen, Dave, and I had been calling it Aguila World so long I thought that’s what it was actually called, but apparently it isn’t. It does have a lot of Aguila...
...and there is a globe sculpture with Aguila written on it out in front. The taxi driver knew what we meant. What it is actually called, I don’t know, but it should be called El Mundo de Aguila. The reason we wanted to go there was simple: the tower of Aguila.
Here it is:
Dave called it a torre de cerveza, which is what seemed logical, until we found out it has a much better name: Jirafa de cerveza. A giraffe of beer. This image delights me to no end.
It was kind of like drinking beer from a keg, so it was a little bit flat, but it was the novelty of drinking from a giraffe of beer that made it worth it.
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