It’s a confusing season in Barcelona. First thing this morning I was wondering whether to wear my winter coat and at one o’clock I was cooling my feet in the sea, glad I’d left my coat behind.
People on the promenade were wrapped up in coats and scarfs against the chilly wind while down on the beach others were basking in the warm sunshine.
This cyclist in her quilted jacket and woolly hat was watching someone swimming in the sea (without a wetsuit). They were both well dressed for this strange late November.