Escuela la Crujia
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... and to the west there are roads to other beautiful villages… but I’ve got to know when to call it quits. Maybe someday I’ll come back to this region and add some more kilometres to my Superhike. Velez Malaga has a nice little historical district that is overshadowed by a hill with a towering castle which has been beckoning me since yesterday. So I have to do some uphill climbing one last time. At the top, surrounded by a small forest is an ...
... Rome? Florence? My kingdom for a Microsoft store!!!!!
OK….so…after dinner we went for a long walk around the decks and stayed out to watch the sun set. We waited patiently for the moon to rise….we waited. And waited. And waited some more……still no moon. WTF? We KNOW it’s out there somewhere….must be fog, clouds or some other obstruction obscuring our view. We were out for a good hour, ...
... we noticed the Roman Amphitheatre. Tonight they are having a performance of an ancient play- I truly didn’t catch the name of the play, because I did not recognize the title in Spanish. From there we took off through the city. Much as I did yesterday, we walked and walked just looking at things and taking pictures. We saw a bull ring just across the street…..thankfully we did not go any closer. No “show” ...
... thought a simple go round tactic would be sufficient....but as Romeos head bowed in preparation for his final Franco face off, it's funny how what your rational self thinks might kill you...like a sandy rock face drop or salmonella from wild animal droppings seeping into your skin,....becomes what might save you such as a necessary escape route and potential pellets of weaponry. We ran like we had just sat on a hot potato with complete abandon of any personal dignity, down the hill ...
... battered car with a busted, wing mirror, ten minutes late. We honestly thought that he was someone bringing in his car for repairs, until the mechanics surrounded him, cheering and clapping and we realised that he was the illusive, insurance assessor. Then without saying a single word or even smiling, the balding, round, moustachioed, assessor took some photos of the damage and promptly drove off. The mechanics shook our hands ‘’see joo after ...