Azulejos

This tile art is growing on me. At first it put me in mind of kitchen sink backsplashes and such, but now I am drawn to it. It reminds me of an elaborately tattooed person, sharing their art freely in unexpected places.

Our day began with several false starts as I had to come back to the apartment first for my rain pants and then for less porous shoes. We had heavy showers with brief sun breaks all day, so spent a good amount of time inside churches (imagine elaborately carved, gold-plated wood), climbing a church tower, checking out Libreria Leilo . . . and eating various delicious and sometimes unidentifiable items. When in doubt, my guess is calamari.