(Click any image to see how big a walk it was.)
|CASTLE SOHAIL, FUENGIROLA.|
|NEARLY 13KM FROM HOME.|
I began my walk around 4:30, after lunch and our first huge servings of tarta de cuajada (see the previous post). Later that night, after dinner, we had even huger servings of tarta de cuajada. I don't think 13km was quite enough.
San Geraldo asked Elena, "How many days will the tarta still be OK to eat?"
Elena responded, "It doesn't matter. You'll have finished it long before."
While on my long walk in the spectacular sunshine, I realised I hadn't put on any sunscreen. Normally, I apply it every day before I head out — especially to the top of my shiny head, which until recent years didn't offer the sun such a vast target.
I wasn't wearing a hat since I'm not a huge fan. So, after walking for some time, I took off my tank top (singlet) and wrapped it around my head sort of like a "do-rag." I had a feeling it wouldn't be a great look for me. I was correct. In my case, it should probably be called a Don't-Rag. But I kept it on. In the past, I would have been much too self-conscious. So glad I'm over that.
San Geraldo sets a powerful example.
|THIS MORNING WITH SAN GERALDO AND HIS "FLY-RAG."|
(IT MUST HAVE WORKED. I DIDN'T SEE A SINGLE ONE.)
Ooo Ooo Ooo Ooo... Ooo!