On La Rambla del mar [and yes, yet another poor scan, sorry] this bird did walk up and down and cried all the time for no reason at all, or so it seemed at the time.
The bird was rather too big for being a young one crying for his mother - and then, how would he ever have got there if he couldn't yet fly? Well, sure, you're right, he has webbing on his feet. But then this bird looks grown up, or at least for my eyes, he does.
You see, I'm no good with birds; I haven't the slightes idea which species this one might be.
This bird, however, kept me occupied while my companion slept off the last hour of the day on the Rambla del mar.
