Becoming Part Of The Scenery

I was sitting in my favorite local café today, Café Comercial, when some German tourists came in. The café is in most of the guidebooks, because it has a long literary history. It's a big, bustling place with marble tables and lots of sun, so it's a great place to write or have tertulias, which are similar to the French-style salons. So I was scribbling away at my novel when one of the Germans takes a picture of me! I guess he wanted an image of the "Madrid literary scene" his guidebook told him about or something.

Since when did I become part of the scenery? I felt a little better when he started taking pictures of all the cute madrileñas walking past the window.