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Europe Day 23: El Último Día
Monday, June 27 Destiny doesn’t always give us the answer we want. If we’d had our way, we would have been in a bus all day, arriving in Bossóst in time for dinner and then travel with our friend Peter to his house in the south of France. I reached out to him and told…
Europe Day 22: Flamenco
Sunday, June 26 Mom had scoured Madrid for the perfect church. “You’re not even going to understand the service,” I said, “So I’d go to the coolest one possible.” She found a nice, old church on the way to Plaza Mayor that had a service at an hour that suited her. We left that morning…
Europe Day 21: Toledo
Saturday, June 25 How wonderful to have air conditioning again. How wonderful to have more than a single, shoddy pillow. How wonderful to have a full-sized shower! Three weeks of living in the flat in Madrid paled in comparison to the luxury of our Air BNB. Mom and I left our new apartment on foot,…
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