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... a second home. Of course it’s been a while, and the changes
have been immense. Spain has been in an
economic crisis like most of the world. A
high immigration rate has lead to very high unemployment rates, and the prices
for everything has increased dramatically since the implement of the Euro. Many of the small bars and restaurants have
closed or have been taken over by chains.
A lot of the servers are immigrants rather than ...
... have to stay. Many of my friends and my mom´s side of the family won´t have any trouble, but... sorry, Dad.
Anyway, I digress. Despues del almuerzo de tapas, fui a mi primer clase. Quiero tomarlo porque quiero aprender del Camino de Santiago, pero do sé si voy a tener tiempo a ir al viaje. Incluido en la clase es un viaje para caminar el Camino de Santiago, pero es posible que será al mismo tiempo a ...
... way into the day through it, imperceptibly.
Past Perpignan, where we thought we'd catch the south-bound to Barcelona and then Madrid.
But Ms Grumpy in Carcassonne had arranged for us to travel on to Narbonne to connect to the south bound back through Perpignan and on to Barcelona. I suppose we were sitting on a train, not standing at a station.
In Spain, the country was noticeably drier straight way, the vineyards and olive groves endless, ...
... that I had to pack to save my life! Urgh!
At the last minute I decided to make a reservation for a car company to take me directly from the airport in Madrid to my hotel in downtown Madrid. I thought it would be easier for me to get my bearings - if I had someone to talk to about where things were on the way from the airport. The website advertised that they had English speaking drivers and they delivered to ...
... and also behold, the second half was a translation of the German into French! So I got to read a ways into it in the French.
P.P.S. Which is not a coincidence.
 Norwegians – There’s no bad weather, only bad clothing.
 Last time I was in Spain I toured a prehistoric cave in the North that was the home of Cro-magnon or Neandrethal or some kind of really old dudes.