Very bad English / Очень плохой English

I walked and looked for a sign of some decent cafe for locals, not for tourists like me.

I opened the door of a small coffee shop after evaluating the nice smell emanating from it and floating in the air, like a genie escaping from a jug… Like ether. Almost tangible and thick.

Strange thing…

I wonder if anyone except me and psychologists pay attention to the fact that men visit cafes in the morning to have a cup of coffee?

It was pretty early. They were not hurrying anywhere, sitting and watching the news on tablets.

A kind of testosterone parade.

This is as true as the fact that in the morning it is difficult to notice the same number of women with a cup of coffee in their hands…

As for men, here they are! Calm and self-satisfied. I do not understand why males do not like to drink coffee in the morning at home…

After all, are they all alone?

Or is this because in the morning they are as relaxed as possible and should not show their dignity to anyone or prove their significance…

I don't know.

I just like to watch. They definitely don't understand that this is my favorite part of the morning in another country! I collect impressions. And then I compare it with past observations. It can be very funny.

I ordered a double Americano and a chocolate muffin. Enjoying this morning, coffee and company, I felt an incredible pleasure from life, the fruits of civilization and, anticipating a wonderful tour, smiled at my thoughts, sitting at the last table of a small coffee shop.

Having estimated that Doremi woke up, I sent him a picture on Instagram. Then I looked at my route. It turned out that the Aquarium was a kilometer away. I could do that…

I stood up, finished my coffee and bought a bottle of water so that I could leisurely set off to admire the marine creatures…

Morning had just begun. Cool. Rare passerbys smiled to me. I smiled back at them.

And there was the Aquarium.

In summer it was open from nine to twenty-one, and you could take your time looking at eels, tuna, breams and mullets, maragotas, scorpion fish, lobsters and sea turtles…

I wonder who was the first to think that such a museum can be placed in the medieval fortress of St. John? It turns out to be two in one!

A stone gallery, a fairly wide corridor…

Aquariums were installed in the walls, probably not less than thirty of them.