So I woke up early and headed to town. Today there is supposed to be a fruit and veggie market and so I went to find it. Right away I came across a clothing market and strolled down it leisurely. Dresses for 15euro, shoes for 30euro, underwear for 10euro a piece, table clothes 20euro. It was nice, pretty long too, but not what I wanted. I decided that I must have misread something and this was the market, so I headed to the daily market by the town hall to get my meal for the day.
Today I picked up half of a chicken (with fork and knife) and a melon. When I asked for the melon to be cut, my melon was put back and they chose one for me. The lady cut it for me and was surprised that I did not want it cut in fourths or eights or that I did not want her to take the pulp out. I figure the more it is cut, the more juices, the more likely it will leak. I kept the pulp so that the inside stayed moist.
I headed to two “grocery stores” to find water and then was off to get some bread. I bought it at my trusty “Paul,” although I have decided they are overpriced for the basics. I then headed to find a park. I walked on the right street, in the right direction and should have passed two parks, but I saw none. I wound up somewhere far off the map and decided to turn around.
I picked a new park and finally found “the park.” It was just a bench on some cement with a fountain in the middle, I was bummed but found a bench and took out my chicken. After one bite, I put my chicken back in the bag and decided to look for another park. I found a nearby spot that was so pretty, walked in a circle to get to the one entrance and then saw the sign saying for people who use the building only. I had no idea what the building was and I saw two normal looking people with a baby inside. I decided not to take any chances; there were nuns everywhere on the block, so I walked away in search of yesterday’s park.
Two and a half hours from when I started this morning, I found an acceptable park and sat down. My breakfast/lunch was good and I decided to cool off for a while. Read my book. Maybe later I would look for another park or the Thermes Sextius Hot Springs Spa. For now, I would just let the sweat dry from my back.
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