Saturday Afternoon in a Small Town in Andalusia
Saturday and time to get in the car again and extend our horizon beyond Conil. I wanted to visit Decathlon, a sporting goods store about 50 km from here, but I couldn't justify driving 50 km to go shopping if I couldn't combine the excursion with something else - and that was a visit to Puerto de Santa Maria, usually just called Puerto, on the periphery of Cádiz.
The historic center of Puerto is pedestrianized, there were a few bicycles too. As we discovered, Saturday afternoon is a time for sitting outside and socializing, meeting for a drink or a meal or both. It was a wonderfully vibrant scene. The weather was perfect, children were racing up and down the streets, groups of women, groups of men, families sat at tables and enjoyed life. Who knows what their worries are, where the shoe pinches. I suspect the people of Puerto aren't less vulnerable to the vicissitudes of life than in places that have a more somber look on a Saturday afternoon.
On top of the church were the nests of dozens of storks. I took dozens and dozens of pictures but they were all actually out of the range of my zoom lens. Here are not just one but three pictures from the lot that I have to share - quantity being the indicator of my enthusiasm for these birds.
As predicted, the rain came. We woke up to a howling wind and rain pelting the seafront windows. By early afternoon the sun was out again, but the wind was still going strong.
Eventually the rain stopped and the sun came out. But the wind kept blowing. In the evening there are usually lots of people out on the beach walking their dogs or just walking, but today there was hardly a soul. And the few people who were out left no traces. The wind swept the beach clean of all tracks, leaving only the seashells and sand drifts to create a pattern.
I dislike sunset pictures. They seem to appeal to our lowest esthetic instincts, corny, pure kitsch. But when I see a pastel sky and clouds rimmed in gold as the sun nears the horizon in the west, I love it. I can't resisting shooting frame after frame until the sun disappears. So as I post this one from the evening after the storm, I forgive all other sunset photographers as well.
I like to walk the beach at low tide when the sand is nice and firm, but sometimes I don't get my day synced with the tides and I go out when the tide is in and the going in loose sand is slower and more strenuous. Since I am more or less determined to get a minimum of 10,000 steps a day - which really isn't much - I then can choose the promenade. It's also nice but not as nice as walking at the water's edge. Yesterday I did a mix which worked out fine.
In the interest of getting enough walking in, I am trying to convince myself to leave my camera at home and walk without so many stops. It's either exercise or photography I told myself. But I haven't been able to give up my camera yet. I have it in my backpack and take it out if I feel the urge.
I was glad to have my camera along yesterday.
Daily Life - Alltag
How do we spend our days here? I looked through my pictures from our first days here and was glad to see that I hadn't only been taking pictures of the ocean. Although it is captivating, staring out to sea wouldn't be quite enough to fill our days. There are things like laundry, housework, cooking and errands. I try to keep these activities at a minimum, this is after all a vacation. Then I ask myself vacation from what since we are both retired and I don't overdo the housework at home, either. I have also been walking and working on my photography, of course.
From our first week in Conil
The ever changing sea - here are some of my favorite shots since we have been in Conil. The changing moods fascinate me.
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