All the Cyclade islands were mazed with Alleys just the right size for a mule and its handler. Some towns even advertised themselves as not having cars. European cars are small but not small enough for these alleys!
Occassionally buzzy-bee sounding mopeds would swish around these alleys. Houses were often built over the alleys creating pleasant shade and interesting archways.

There may be a time in every bidet’s life when it waits on the street.
The silver Moped appears to be gaurding the silver Bidet from random attack by a misguidedly malicious person that may well hold a grudge against bidets in general due to unfortunate accident in their formative years. Its possible. The attacker is unlikely to have been raised in the US where people are protected from high-risk, irresponsible, youthful escapades with bidets.
Do you think this bidet is visiting the Hotel?
not the name of an English pub.
A Madrid morning moment.
Infront of a Musical Opera shop where Nun and moped pretend that they have never met before.
After taking the photo I joined the game by pretending that I was in an Alfred Hitchocock movie and followed the nun. Just incase. I think I managed to stay incognito, following from a distance, wearing dark reflective Ray Bans.