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Barcelona. Again.

Way back in June, I came to Barcelona, with the wide-eyed hope of an Ohio State Fair beauty queen first arriving in Hollywood.  I’m going to make it here!  But… No need to flip back to that post; here’s an extract. …“First thing I noticed: it is hot, humid and crowded.  The streets are always […]

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Bilboa & San Sebatián

Heading north from Valladolid, I first went to Bilboa and then San Sebastián.  Approaching Bilbao, the terrain changes from rolling plains to fairly rugged mountains.  Steep valleys make sightseeing impossible, but at least the trees start to look familiar.  Entering Bilboa is like entering a different country.  Which, depending on who you ask, it is. 

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Valladolid

Sorry.  The story of Valladolid doesn’t have ancient Iberian tribes or Romans.  It was founded in the 11th century, was the capital of Spain for a time, kings were born here, and Christopher Columbus died here.  Oh, and it’s the capital of the region of capital of Castile and León.   Hardly any history at all,

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Zaragoza

Zaragosa!  Sitting west of Barcelona and west of Madrid, Zaragosa is flat and hot – well, hot when I was there; but no one else seemed to mind, so maybe it’s just plain hot.  Unless you are in the center of the old city, everything is beautifully laid out: spacious and grand.  In the oldest

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