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SAN GERALDO AND I ARE about to head out for a drive to our favorite garden center. Viveros Guzman is a half hour away in the town of Alhaurín de la Torre. So, I’m short on time, which made me think of these.
Here are some old photos of shorts (and swimsuits) Fuengirola-style, followed by three recent photos (the final two are obviously just different views of the same fashion plate in green). At the top of the page are Fuengirola’s fashion police.
SAN GERALDO Y YO ESTAMOS a punto de salir a conducir a nuestro centro de jardinería favorito. Viveros Guzmán se encuentra a media hora en el pueblo de Alhaurín de la Torre. Entonces, soy corto de tiempo, lo que me hizo pensar en esto.
Aquí hay algunas fotos antiguas de pantalones cortos (y trajes de baño) al estilo de Fuengirola, seguidas de tres fotos recientes (las dos últimas son obviamente vistas diferentes de la misma placa de moda en verde). En la parte superior de la página, la “policía de la moda” de Fuengirola va a patrullar.
From my walk on the beach Wednesday morning. To calm your nerves.
De mi paseo por la playa el miércoles por la mañana. Para calmar tus nervios.
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The only one getting a pass is the third guy. As a reward….go find him Mitchell and send him to the Casa, so I may praise and paw him.
I think I remember you liking that guy the first time around. I haven’t seen him since. Must have been a tourist. We DO have others, however.
ah, the calming sounds of the sea…
The surf was so powerful for a few days. I love sitting inside the house and hearing it… when the jackhammers aren’t in competition.
The wonders of nature, and things that can’t be unseen.
Yeah that’s a picture that sticks in one’s memory.
Enjoy your trip/adventure to the garden center. Looking forward to seeing your spoils.
What a pleasure. Lots of photos still to come.
I like the red shorts guy, myself 🙂 I’ve been puking most of the night (bad avocado or tortilla) and the thought of solid food is revolting right now, so oddly packaged eye candy is just what the doctor ordered. I closed my eyes and listened to the surf. So peaceful. I shall retire to my chair nest with my phone, remote, book and puke bucket and try not to die in a whiney way 😉
I am SO sorry! I won’t share any food pics until you tell me you’re all better. But I hope you’re better by tomorrow because I was planning on telling a food story. Maybe more eye candy. It would really suck to die in a whiney way… or at least that’s what I’ve heard. Feel better quick!
Well Scoot, I won’t go into detail but I’ve learned that a liquid diet is not the best when you have a hard time getting out of bed! I’m still feverish and headachy and today the two of us are getting that cotton swab on steroids shoved up our noses. Better safe that sorry, I suppose.
Oh, the cotton swab. I was just saying I wish everyone could be easily tested, so we’d really know what we’re dealing with. I hope what YOU’RE dealing with is not Covid-19 and that it passes (no pun intended) quickly. I think Maddie would recommend gin. (Don’t you wish!) As for me, my walk on the beach this morning was all I could handle. What a fucking world.
Oh, I remember that bare bummed guy lying on the beach from the first time you posted it!
An image that gets etched into memory!
What is up with the one-leg-hiked-up look?! Very strange.
No idea. One of these days, I’ll ask someone. Either they don’t look approachable or I’m concerned I’ll offend or make someone self-conscious. I wish a friend would do it one of these days!
The red and last green suit is tucked up on the wrong side.
Oh, if you’re expecting consistency, don’t look here. Every time we think we’ve figured out the rules, someone goes and breaks them.