First Weekend at Barcelona's Very Own Beach. Part II

Sunday morning and San Pedro's holiday. I packed some bread, a "fuet", a can of anchovy stuffed olives, the rest of San Pedro's "coca", a change of clothes for later, and off we went to the beach again!

Here is the evidence!

Horsing around is something I am really good at!

Dunno why, but always liked that big metal wale!

Laura

Trying to contact the rest to see where they parked their behinds.

Manolo... an expert with the air guitar!

Little kids... they just kill me!

Nice summer colors!

What did I tell you! Horsing around... one of my specialties!

This guy had some really nice tattoos, I am a tattoo fiend!
Anyway, tattoos make me horny!

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This particular little kid is Joao... Beto's son... And he kills me too! He is about the sweetest little boy ever!

Seems like I've got some competition going on the horsing department!

Yummy!

See! This time he's shooting the bull with Laura's bikini top and my fan!

7 pm again... Magic hour! And the beach still is blasting full of ppl!

Now, who's who here????? Disgusting!

The metro back home... packed-jammed! Everybody is going to see Euro Cup final match, between Spain and Germany... BTW, Spain is the new European champion. A very well deserved victory!

Beaten, shaken, but not stirred! I am some cocktail alright, some explosive Molotov cocktail! lol

If you don't believe me, just wait until the sun comes down, and I'll be ready to party again! Which by the way I did!

Right after Spain won over Germany... the party on the streets was too good to let it pass... So, I took a ride downtown to jump and drink until sunrise!