Sunday is Market Day. We were told that so we set off in search of the market. After much aimless wandering around the town we noticed the bag carriers and shopping trolley wheelers streaming in 2 directions: the empties heading one way and the fullies going the opposite way. We followed the empties and sure enough there was the market.
On the way back to our car I spotted my kind of Fitness Club. Activities appeared to involve an impressive amount of strenuous wineglass lifting enjoyed by all in the morning sunshine and fresh air.