Look at my pants

I had lunch at Avila. I bought some empanadas and took them to the park. Then proceeded to lay out my washing which wasn't quite dry, and then lie in my leather trousers, drinking a coke.

I'm not sure this is a usual occurance in Avila because everyone was staring at me. Have they never seen wet pants before I wonder? Maybe just not ones with such a big front pocket... ahem.