Which squid?

The day dawns white with fog. Several boats are out sniffing at the wind; they're soon back in the harbor, after meeting the white walls surrounding them. Ørnulf has a 14 hour night and feels rested.

A short walk from the harbor we find the Mercado, with plenty of fresh fish, fruit, veggies, bread, cheeses, chorizo... And a huge Super Mercado underneath. But shopping on "Babette" means checking out chandleries all day. One is near the dock, but there’s not much there. Five are way out along the quay. A little of this, a bit of that, but nothing really extensive.

But you get pretty hungry looking at halyards and carabine locks. Luckily La Coruña beats even Kinsale at restaurants pr. capita. There are whole streets of them, from Calle de la Galera, starting at Plaza de M. Pita (Maria Pita is La Coruña’s Joan of Arc).
We choose "Mezan de Pulpo" and can recommend it. There are plenty variations on a squid to choose between. Among other fishy foods. Here in Spain dinner's at 10pm! We join Norwegian and Swedish sailing friends later at another sidewalk café, and walk "Christina" back to their berth in the older marina. It's a short walk through the old town's narrow lanes.

We return to "Babette" along the lovely waterfront path, pineapple palm-tree lined.