Some are welcomed at Manjarin and love it; some find it a less than welcoming place. Manjarin never changes, it just is. In thick fog, or when the snow is blowing sideways, and Tomas is banging that bell then the welcome can feel as good as the welcome at 'the last homely house east of the sea'. On a sunny summers day when the 'tourists' are jumping out of their buses to get 'that' photo and Tomas blocks the doorway with his sword...well, maybe its another place.
There was a time when 'no servicios'; 'no agua caliente'; 'con asilo' would have done but those days are passing. Nevertheless I hope that Manjarin will be there for those that need it for a while yet.