Tried but failed to get up early to visit the market at Bedar before the sun got to its usual levels of extreme discomfort. Still made it there around 10:00 only to be disappointed by the tiny market. Not a lot to the village,nestled high in the mountains it's made up of lovely little houses, lots of streets going nowhere, a church that looks abandoned and a few bars and restaurants. We had a cool drink in the Miramar which as its name suggests looks out to the distant sea and enjoyed the view while Gav suffered with his many insect bites. Don't know why but they seem to prefer him.