Photo: Pontevedra streets
I had a big social day. I walked with three lovely, smart, interesting 20 year olds from England for the first 2 hours of the day. The have been friends since high school and all go to separate universities now. They were encouraged to hear that at age 66 I’m meeting yearly with my high school girlfriends. Their curiosity was lovely!
I then walked with a music teacher from Italy, also solo like me. She currently lives and works in Genoa but before that went to the music conservatory in Cuneo, the charming town where we started our Italian 12 day bike ride last year. She laments the loss of appreciation for “older” music by some of Italy’s famous composers like Vivaldi and Puccini.
I then lunched with a 28 year old solo woman traveler from Austin who currently works for Meta but is about to start on her MBA at Harvard. I ended the evening sitting next to two 80 year old Spaniard men who have been friends since attending university 60 years ago, who pulled others to interpret for them so we could communicate, including a man with baby twins sitting next to us and a family walking by from the autonomous region of Ceuta on the North tip of Africa, surrounded by Morocco. (I did not know that Ceuta and Melilla were part of Spain.)
