At 3:30, Albert walked me to school. It was warm out, but not so hot that I showed up for work soaking wet.
My class was back up to five students - and I have stopped making guesses and predictions about who will be there next time.
After class, Albert met me at school and we went with the young woman from China (who is in one of the other afternoon classes) to a Spanish tapas restaurant. We shared six tapas and some olives and we were all stuffed afterwards.
Then we walked around a while enjoying the sites and sounds of the city. We watched some salsa dancing and some flamenco dancing and listened to some of the small musical groups. There were a number of buildings with lines formed outside for the "Noche Blanca" cultural night in the city.
Before it got too late, we separated. She needed to get home and rest up - she is doing a run tomorrow in the park to benefit mental health causes. Albert and I did a little more walking and watched a great trio playing near the Torre Sevilla. The lead singer was playing the electric harp.
Then, we walked down to the Ciaxa Center and looked around a little, but we didn't actually work our way into any of the exhibits. It was getting late, and we decided to head home.
We may try to walk down to the park and cheer on the runners in the park tomorrow.
