I loved my month in Spain, although it was more tourism than a journey of discovery. Maybe I’ve gotten lazy, or maybe it was a little like running out a clock. But tourism is good! Here’s a visual round up of my Spain trip chronologically, city by city.
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Walking through the town of Tarifa — aging hippies and surfers, import stores, kite shops, and offbeat bars– I heard a man laughing at the shopkeeper on the ladder.
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For the next few days, I’m at Hotel Hurricane, just north of Tarifa on Spain’s southern coast. It’s a stone’s throw across the strait to Morocco, and it’s gorgeous! I came with big plans but, as travel teaches us, it’s good to be flexible.
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Camino Milagro 