Lovely sunny day, so we head up (everything is always up) to the mall with the large local supermarket, although really there’s nothing we need enough to carry that far. We’re only here for another week, and not much point in taking food to London, as it’s heavy, we have no cooking facilities, and most food is cheaper in London anyway. But curious and interested for future reference.
Go through the old town and up the escalator. Well, we go up, but only part of the escalator is working, so some stair climbing involved. We’ve been wanting another look at the escalator since reading that a man had died after falling from the top of it. Seemed that it wouldn’t be all that easy to do. Cliff is about 60 feet high, and pretty steep, but in most places it’s not entirely a sheer drop, and the whole approach is fenced with fencing that is maybe four feet high. Our guess is that it would be almost impossible to do without climbing over the fence first. On the other hand, the man’s wife, who had gone on ahead to use the loo, said that her husband (they were in their forties and on their honeymoon) had had up to eight pints. Perhaps he was in as much need of the loo as she was and stepped over the fence to pee down the cliff in the dark.
Fair bit more uphill trekking to Modelo supermarket, which actually proves a bit of a disappointment. Minuscule produce section, and not all of it attractive. Where do people get their Mediterranean diet here? Although of course it is the Atlantic not the Mediterranean. Do buy some nice clementines though, and some cherry tomatoes and a red pepper.
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