RunningWithBulls.com - The curse of Sanfermin

This weekend we’re visiting my hometown for my mum’s birthday.

At the moment Beln and I are walking around Shaws department store in the city.

It looks much smaller. I remember where the sports department used to be.
Now it has suntan lotion there.
I remember the men’s department, where we used to buy my school trousers and socks.
The same man is still there (but hopefully by now hes manager).

I remember going to the second floor with my mother, when I was young, to the accounts service where she would pay her account. (thats one thing that’s gone from shops now, the idea of “appro”).

All seems a lot smaller now. Maybe that’s because I have seen more now.

All is relative. Its just a little strange…