Today, back to the Post Office to send Racheal's stuff home to Australia.... it was too much for us to carry yesterday. In the morning, we picked up our laundry which I was pissed off at because my whites came back grey and nothing was clean. Grrrr.
Andre Agassi turned up bang on 11am and cut our hair in the bathroom. Unfortuntely he refused to do what I asked and now I hate his guts. Got to grow it out again for another six months to get the length back. Arrrgh MEN!! Okay I know I need to get a grip so the less said the better. I'm almost over it. But I did sulk for three days.
In the afternoon, after we eventually got done with all our organisation, I navigated us to the Plaza de la Expana, a cresent-shaped plaza with a huge fountain with a intricately-tiled cresent-shaped building surrounding it. We lunched at the Saint Maria park opposite - bagettes, ham and olives we'd bought at the supermarket in the morning.
Then we made our way back through the Alcatraz Gardens (palm trees, fountains) and into the old Jewish Quarter. The buildings were spectacular.
White doves nesting all over the parks; it was a most peaceful afternoon and I took an entire roll of film.
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