What these guys were doing wasn't that clear to me. Sometimes it seemed like a wrestling exhibition and then more like a kind of macho cuddle. They seemed to bonding like a herd of male elephants.
At 7 p.m. we joined about 50 people next to the beach cafe for the daily municipal sunset meditation session (well, it is organised by the municipality) . Each evening a different new age guru takes the microphone and runs you through a session of shaking, breathing, headrolling, listening, chanting, dancing, contemplating the sunset and ooohmming. On the promenade above, bemused spectators chuckle at the sight of pudgy middle class, middle-aged people happily making complete fools of themselves.