Spanish men (old)

Clichés come to life ... and those that could never be catagorised.

Every evening, the local town square slowly fills with greying Spanish men in flat caps and slippers, sitting on benches, chatting amongst themselves. No doubt the pilgrims are a common topic, although there is the impression that the conversations are the same as yesterdays and the day before. Perhaps a long standing arguement, even.

Daytime fashion for middle aged and older men demands removal of the shirt (preferably revealing a near-pregnant belly) and walking in the midday sun. Hats during the day are rare. Always friendly, but never attractive.

The best was today: we were flaked out in a ditch by the side of a road, again suffering from foot soreness and were passed by a friendly old man dressed only in sandals and baggy velour shorts. Unfortunately, he had made the terrible fashion error of tucking them up high enough to show his groin crease, creating a puffy nappy look. The laugh kept us going and miraculously healed our sore feet.