Much like comedians in Germany (I'm really picking on the Germans this week, I know) and toilet paper in France, there are absolutely no clocks in Spain.
From this stem two observations:
- All of my posts aren't accurately timed, although that's not at all that big of a deal since I'm backfilling everything, and
- life in Spain simply doesn't seem to need any clocks.
Clearly, the second of these points sucks less to discuss.
Although we've only seen a bit of Nerja, I understand (and have some experience to support) that everything in Spain gets started around 10 or 11am (really whenever you feel like it), goes until 2 or 3, shuts down for two hours, and then goes again until 7 or 8 (for shops and the like) or anywhere between midnight and 4 (for bars and some restaraunts).
It seems, too, that there are very few exceptions to this rule. The airports seem to run around the clock, but that appears to be all.
So you may ask yourself, "how does anyone in Spain get anything done with such short and screwy hours?" Well, they don't. See: Economy of Spain.
Edit: Additionally, everything closes on Sundays. EVERYTHING. Well, everything except some bars and restaraunts. Even the bigass department store in most Spanish cities ("El Corte Ingles"—think Sears with a supermarket) is closed all day Sunday.
"Mais Piere ce Dimanche et le supermarche est firme!"
-Quoted from a learn french video tape, one of the only things I remember from three years of high school french.. most likely grossely misspelled like everything else I've ever typed.
hahahahahhah oh, that's good. I'll definitely be stealing that.