«Nevertheless, however much models improve, there will always be an irreducible level of uncertainty — «
flap of the
seagull's wings» — because of the chaotic nature of the system.
There were strange sculptures being erected everywhere — blow - up ones filled with waving seaweed stuff, amusement - park - style ones with old toilets for seats,
seagull mobiles
flapping in the sky... A concert was due to start at 10 pm, but hungry bellies were aching, so we headed to a bar across from the train station and ordered food alongside our fellow travelers and their suitcases — a plate of Manchego cheese, olives, meatballs and fried calamari.