I'm leaving today, and I spent most of the day getting ready. I washed clothes this morning and hung them out in one of the patios to dry. More than 10 hours later they are still damp. Then I went to the train station and purchased the Tarjeta Dorada (Golden Card), which enables old people to ride the Spanish trains at a reduced rate.
In the afternoon I walked around the port and the old part of the city.
The broken plate glass bank windows, of which I published a photo in yesterday's post, were replaced today.
In the afternoon, a man had what appeared to be an epileptic seizure just in front of the hostel door. He was lying on the asphalt, but by the time I saw him, one man was lying under him, restraining the guy's arms and holding his head in his lap to keep him from battering himself on the pavement, and another man was lying across the guy's legs to restrain them. A passing cyclist called an ambulance, which took a long time to arrive. It finally did, however.