A friend of mine invited me to visit her village in a beautiful valley north from my city. I went with my camera and my walker and found it very difficult strolling through the cobbled streets. My walker advanced rattling and my balance was unstable. The group of friends decided to visit the village’s ancient church. There was a flight of steps pretty steep. A real barrier for me. So I decided I had had enough of struggling with my walker, and I was going to wait down alone. I was feeling lazy, down there doing nothing. I noticed someone was watching me attentively. It was really handsome, so I took a picture of him. I did it carefully and quietly because i didn’t want to scare him. Here he is.
Later, my friends went to the cemetery. Again, the access was impossible for me. I waited wandering at the main square, where there is a fronton to play basque ball or jai alai. There was nobody around. From one of the sides of the fronton there was a view of the nearby mount I liked. The day was cloudy and the light wasn’t good. But I took a photo anyway.