June 8 Saturday
Started sunny but clouded up. Maxed at 25 when sunny.
Danced. Some small boys jumping around imitating me and laughing. I applauded their attempts, but tried to ignore their presence. As they left one said “Bailes superbien,” which surprised me.
The beach was busier.
The Guarda Civil (police) drove along the prom, passed where I was dancing. I always expect them to stop and speak to check whether I am asking for money, but they have never done so. This time, however, they came back some minutes later –
– and used an i-phone to video me as they drove past.
Had to do some shopping as I was out of peas, carrots and juice. Now have too much, of course.
Tomorrow with a late flight I will have another chance at dancing on the beach.