Midnight Pizza in Villafranca del Bierzo

I’m getting ready for bed, seconds away from taking my Ambien, when Ulises calls, “ Jane! Do you want to go to Villafranca?” Um…sure!

So we get in the van to go.

I asked Ulises why the late night trip, and he said Mar’s children were there and we were picking them up. So I’m thinking we’re just doing that, but I’ve brought along my money just in case.

Thank goodness because we go to a pizza restaurant. It’s 10:30 p.m. people. The restaurant wasn’t full but it filled as we sat there. There were even people Mom’s age that walked in around 11.

Life here is just later. Bars don’t open till 10 p.m. Offices don’t open till 9. No wonder I love Spain.

We had a little bit of excitement. I had some bites on my arm I thought might be bed bug bites, except they didn’t itch, and bed bug bites always itch. Carrasco, who is staying here and who has had bed bugs, said they weren’t. But Mar deep-cleaned my room and fumigated it anyway.

I felt badly, but bed bugs are extremely serious. If I so much as suspected, I had to say something. Now the mystery is, since the cause wasn’t bed bugs, what was it?