Always people walking; always people sitting at outdoor cafes.

Choosing a treat from one of the many patisseries to have with coffee or hot chocolate.

Taking a photo of a guy taking a photo…

Just from the beauty shop….

Here again on the street with all of the cafés. 

Stripes are in…at least here in La Coruña : I really like this dress.

Art project in the plaza

They just ignored me (in a nice way) as I walked around taking photos of them. 

Everyone else I had to sort of sneak, but these young adults just thought it was okay for me to be snapping away.  They were doing something “photo worthy” so maybe that’s the difference where other people are doing more private things, like just walking along or wading in the shallows at the marina. 

Spiderman has spent many days climbing this clock tower, but today I saw a truck pass by with lots of these plastic people so maybe Spiderman is finally getting a rest.  The Asterisk characters are back in Asterisk land too and no longer guarding the door of Town Hall.

These are the women from our tour who called out “Virginia” to me last Sunday. 

Here is our Picasso tour guide leading the Sir John Moore and the Romantic Coruῆa tour. 

We knew it was our guy because he had the same straight back, booming voice, and racing ahead walk.

So that’s what you use for bait? 

Our “drag behind” cart filled with fizzy water, Fanta Orange Zero, and some paper towels.  Once upon a time I’d have felt silly, but no longer and you see lots of folks doing the same thing, only with real shopping carriers.  Ours is a small dolly with a plastic basket tied to it.  A very pink plastic basket!

How cool!

While we were waiting for our lunch in the jamoneria  (second visit) the lady on the right came in and sat down alone at the table just next to us.   Randal commented that if she spoke English we could talk to her as she was an “elderly lady alone.”  But soon the waiter came and put down her glass of red wine and I thought, how cool!   This lady knows how to live.  Soon her pal came in and they had a chat while the first woman ate her mini-sandwich and drank her wine.  All ages seem to mix much more in Europe than they do in the US.  Too bad as everyone is missing out.

Trѐs chic and her older, more sensibly dressed friend. 

One day you’re walking towards the marina in shorts and back packs;

And what seems like the next day you’re walking home in your “red hat.”

The funny thing is that kids sometimes feel “so old” and older people feel “so young.”