The desert that leads to Pan de Azucar
A good night’s rest was followed by a mission across the beach and along the harbour where there was loads of fun stuff going on. Fishermen selling, cleaning and weighing fish. A big fat sea lion waiting for off-cuts in the water below and multicoloured boats in the background. Oh, and there was the local musician playing his hearty romances through the amplifyer next to his car. He stood on the side under a yellow umbrella selling the CDs with his greased-back black hair.