June 19- Valencia

I pushed my hair out of my face and lowered my sunglasses. Valencia is hot. It made me regret wearing dark blue. The sun´s powerful rays made me almost start sweating immediately, and I was on a mission to find shade. I made my way through the crowd with my tan messenger bag in front of me, walking as fast as I could. I had found shade and a breeze. I wasn´t too far from our group where our guide, Gary, had said to stay put as he found us maps.

I stood in the shade and was about to glance over to our group. As I was turning in that direction, I had saw a slender tall woman with shopping bags jump into a man´s arms. She had held onto him as if she hadn´t seen him in quite sometime. She smiled and he swung her around. The shopping bags she had once gripped tightly didn't matter at this point. They both were laughing and then they kissed. They carried on kissing affectionately until the man looked at his watch and spoke to her.

I am guessing at this point he was either late or on the way to an important meeting. The woman gave the man one last kiss and hug and he was on his way. As the woman smiled, she made sure all her bags were in place and walked up to the crosswalk waiting for the green signal.

Everywhere I turn I see affectionate couples all over Spain. The men really love their women! It made me think to back home when I would see men treat women badly, pull them by their wrist or cuss them out in public. This does happen everywhere but I just haven´t seen anything like that here. I know every man isn´t like that. There are plenty of great guys out there. I just wish their more affectionate side would come out.