I had to laugh when I saw this umbrella in a trash receptacle in the Plaza San Antonio this afternoon. Not because it barely drizzled here earlier this morning, though it´s been cloudy and grey all day, but because it brought back memories of rainy days in New York City. Post-storm, you could tell how heavy the rainfall was by how many broken umbrellas were strewn across the city streets, victims of the oft’ erratic weather patterns that hit Manhattan. Sure, some managed to make it into the city trashcans located on nearly every street corner, but more likely to find them in the gutter or along a sidewalk – and with such good intentions of keeping their owners dry and protected, too.
Just another reminder Cádiz is a long way from NYC. And, yes, this was the only "paraguas" to be seen, sans owner.
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