you know how sometimes, after visiting a pompous castle on the hilltop and after being amazed by the most gorgeous views from the top of the mountain, you climb down and find a place that is even more captivating. this small giftshop was full of artisan pottery and wind chimes made music in there and the owner was a wise old caballero who changed his tune towards us once he found out we were not mere sunbathing tourists but had come to spain to actually learn. plus i speak spanish. so he allowed us to take photos of the place which i did with my old zenit camera. and it was only until later that i noticed the humorous aspect of the shop's name.