Bernie had another morning inside painting and I went out to explore another area.
I feel like a shopaholic because every time I go out, I come back with bags of stuff.
Okay. Today it was smoked almonds and capers and olives and greens and bread. Always fresh bread every day. I can't help it. I came across a Saturday market on the outside of the ancient walls. It was a farmers market like we have at home. If you go into the supermercado, there are practically no vegetables. And what there is, is very expensive. Because people buy from the local farmers that come in to town and set up at markets like this and road side stands everywhere.