Motorbike Sundays

After a wonderful lunch at Joan's parents, Joan and I took out the motorbike to cruise along the beach. There is really nothing better than feeling the cool wind on your face, the warm sun beating down and the sounds of tourists and locals enjoying the day.

We parked and sat on the beach, letting the waves reach the very tip of our toes before sliding back into the ocean. As I sat, gazing out at Lloret and the children playing. I spotted my first topless woman here in Spain. I always wondered when that would be, and it was this afternoon. She was probably in her 60s or early 70s. I was speechless. With all the children around? Of course Joan said, "It's Spain." his excuse for everything I see or hear and don't understand. Perhaps one day I might let my guard down and try topless sunbathing....or perhaps no. It is a way of life here, part of the culture. Are Americans really more modest than their European counterparts? I guess so. Oh well, I'll chalk it up on the list as one more thing to get used to.

Quote of the day from Sergi to his sister Arianna:

Ari:(showing Sergi her coffee) It's black, I wanted it with milk.
Sergi: You're racist.