My husband and I woke up this morning and took a stroll down to Rustica, one of our favorite cafes in San Miguel.
There, among the plants and trees and tinkling fountain, I thought about how lucky we are that we can amble along and that we have such a lovely place to do it.
Not everyone can do so.
Almost everyone can walk. Some plod or trudge along, some power walk, others move quickly forward with long purposeful strides.
Many are doing it to get somewhere.
Walking is a necessity for some, they have no other way of getting around. Bus routes don’t work in their neighborhood, or along the route they need to take. The timetables don’t coincide with what they need to do. A car has broken down or is non-existent in the first place; for whatever reason. Continue Reading…