Trinity Sunday starts with a basic picnic breakfast and then back to the bus stop to see if the Cathedral will be open on a Sunday morning? No, it appears not. When we arrive at 10.45am for expected 11.00am Mass a number of people are milling around the massive doors, looking as confused as we were yesterday. We notice a yellow arrow pointing up the back street to the Former Cathedral.

Recorded music is playing as we go in and there are about 10 people seated in the nave of a not massive, but substantially decorated cathedral. The gold throughout the sanctuary is impressive and there are at least 7 obvious chapels but it has a relaxed feel and we decide to stay – since it is at least open.

At 11am a long line of people wearing mini scapulars (possibly Trinitarians – Trinitarian International Solidarity?) process in and fill the rows in front of us. Mass is sung entirely, and nicely, by a soprano- alto duo hidden behind the pulpit. From 11.30 a wedding party start arriving at the Cathedral so we don’t stay around long afterwards to investigate further.

As we walk back to  Barrica to wait for word from Kevin about our planned trip to San Fernando we notice a door open in the new Cathedral and a Mass about half way through. The pigeon-proofing nets hanging from the ceiling are rather off putting and we are happy things worked out the way they have.

When it becomes clear that Kevin is still sleeping off the last two nights of partying, we walk around the old city happening on plazas and a Sunday market very like Camberwell and then find our way to the sea wall.

Lunch is tapas back at Barrica including the special of kidneys in Pedro Ximenez. The more overcast afternoon encourages us to tackle the walk home along the sea looking down at beaches crowded with umbrellas and people having fun on the limited amount of sand.

We finally hear from Kevin when he wakes at 6.30 and he takes us to tea at a cafe in the other direction from our previous explorations.