Getting off the beaten track in Aragón
Uncharacteristic political musings on fear, division and trust.
Brought to you by vegetables and the Virgin of Pilar.
44 if you count the Greek guy with anger issues that stayed in my apartment for a month.
A waterfall running through town? Yes please.
A mystical town of legends, where apparently we all go, dead or alive.
Exactly 7 years ago, I landed in Spain to start a new life.
Gambas de Huelva, stand-up paddleboarding, more reading, and long afternoon siestas.
Mountains, olive trees, and tons of reading.
“It’s time to take stock, name your people, and put in the joyful work necessary to love and support them fiercely.”
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