We discovered that Don's suitcase had been mis-routed out of Wichita and didn't arrive with us. It was only three hours behind us, and the luggage people assured us we would have it that same day. When it hadn't arrived by evening, Don and Di went to a local store to buy underwear, socks and a shirt for the next day. We expected the luggage sometime that night, but when we were to leave for Cordoba the next day, we still had no suitcase, so we told the hotel to be expecting it and we left . . . without any more clothing for Don.
That's when we met the good Coronel. In the train station on the way to Sevilla, we decided to buy Don's next change of clothing there, since we had no idea what might be open in Sevilla. We walked into Coronel Tapiocca's store, which is mostly safari-style clothing, and found a decent looking shirt for a fairly reasonable price. Don was tempted to buy a pair of their hiking shoes, too, but refrained since he had a perfectly good pair in his luggage. As Don walked around Sevilla in his Coronel Tapiocca shirt, however, we wondered what people thought about a guy who would buy his clothes in a train station.
And why do they spell the name Coronel? We think it is because Colonel is a rather confusing word, and they spelled it phonetically. And why Tapiocca? We have no idea!
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