Still no other walkers in sight.
An interesting day. Dead ends.
(This man's stride which I have followed for about a mile, is exactly twice the length of mine.)
Beach walks impassable because of high tide.
Walking along a superhighway, needing to go over the guardrail to cross at intersections. Up the hill to Vigo alta then directed down to the waterfront back at Bouzas.
Walk along the commercial seafront bars (and their accompanying brothels ) and finally into my hotel outside of which were 3 women dressed in Burberry and Prada.
Vigo is a city with more than 300,000 denizens. Money comes from the extensive fisheries and from the international mercantile port. Money is displayed by elegant shops and perfumed women dressed Haute Còuture.
Unfortunately the most exciting parts of the day: highways and seedy waterfront were impossible to photograph.
Looking forward to an elegant, expensive evening dinner. The usual .60 cent espresso cost 1.40 with no offer of change from 1.50.
The sun never really shone, mostly overcast, but shorts and a T-top were okay.
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