On the train to Cordoba
Did you know that shoes on the wire mean drugs are sold in the area? I had no idea.
When I first walked by this doorway, a woman was sitting in the other chair - very obviously a hooker. The woman here is a madam, and she would only allow me to photograph her if I didn't show her face. She reviewed the images on my camera afterward to be sure. The hooker left the scene immediately.
After some delicious cheese, and while enjoying some equally delicious wine in our hotel room, Greg and I decided to have a tinfoil sculpture contest and then commemorate it with this photo.