Walking through the town of Tarifa — aging hippies and surfers, import stores, kite shops, and offbeat bars– I heard a man laughing at the shopkeeper on the ladder.
What’s so funny? He’s wiping rain drops off the windows as another storm approaches? His sweater is color-coordinated with the storefront? He runs a clothing store called Trujillo’s Fabrics? The oranges are growing only on the bottom half of the tree?