Henna party

This woman sits on the low wall and lures her victims like a Siren to have henna artwork done on their hands.

A blind man has just walked past her, using his stick between the low wall and the promenade to make progress.

She had to lift her feet to allow him continuous access and is now craned around to see him.

The promenade slopes down only a short distance away to allow ingress to the beach and I think she was worried about him.

However, others came to his rescue but not before he walked past one of the many, many marketeers waiting to sell their wares.

In this case a tall man from Africa with his stock of carved animals in the way.
There was a general scattering of elegant, tall giraffes, prancing antelope and stout hippopotami, all freed for the moment to roam once again.

There you are, the tableau that unfolded before me.

WiFi access is better but not good. It comes and goes like drifting in and out of unconsciousness.

Forgive me for the lack of activity.