Babies are pushed around this city in 1950’s looking baby carriages that are often covered in plastic. I wonder how they get air in there.
Dogs are extremely well behaved here. They obey their owners and stick close to them in public, not even acknowledging a passerby. But, sidewalks are a dog’s territory and no one is cleaning up after them. Watch your step!
Everything comes in smaller packages here. Everything, that is, except sugar packets. One Spanish sugar packet equals three American packets!
When 2pm comes, construction workers’ lunch break begins. And when they say “siesta” they mean “siesta”, laying down in the middle of the construction for a quick afternoon nap.
Truly a city of PDA, couples young and old are very expressive in public. Couples are always walking hand in hand on the street. Spain, after all, is very romantic.
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o.k.
i'll try this again...
for a guy who didn't need a passport until he was 52, your adventure sounds amazingly eye-opening..
i can't imagine what the rest of your life might be like...
my prayers are with you as you engage with the world in a new way...
blessings~
handt
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