Sun! Yummy burritos! Beer by the river! It feels like California, except no one says dude and the cops don't have guns and people speak spanish with spanish accents. Swans root amidst the rocks along the quay while fat fish glide upriver. Light sticks to everything - the appearances of things shimmer and blur, settling back into their usual shapes only in the late twilight: stone, swan, window, shadows everywhere.