Tag: Spain
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Barcelona
Parrots in palm trees. Protests in the street. Pandamonium. People, everywhere. A day defined by movement, and lack thereof. Orange trees and succulents, everywhere. Barcelona welcomed me with the usual chaos that I’ve come to expect from Spain – and with the sweet, palpable smell of cilantro on the sidewalk, in the air.…
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Zaragoza
Late September Spanish summer. Hot days, cool nights. Late nights. A different world where dinner doesn’t begin until long after the sun has set. Where everything closes in the late afternoons. Where meals seem to be mostly meat and wine. A culture that is uncompromising, unapologetic The character, undeniable.
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Alquézar
Alquézar, turquoise, red, brown, green. A medieval village on a hill. Pomegrante trees, wild. Window boxes overflowing. Hiking through the canyons, Pasarelas del Vero. The feeling of the sun in late September. The air was so fresh; it was palpable. The gazpacho was the most rich that I’ve ever tasted. __ We toured a winery outside…
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