|plaza colon, madrid|
We drive each other crazy, Spain and I. Can’t live with it...
- People who spit on my leg. The brureaucratic nightmare to end all nightmares. Wonderful, talented people without meaningful work. A lot of pork.
- Amazing historical sites, hidden terraces and fun stores. Insanely talented craftspeople. There’s art. There’s food. There’s sun. In February.
For the moment, I'm here to stay, and for the next 31 days, I’d like to share my Spain with you. From tiny towns to specialty shops, a paella for 18or a pincho for one... vámonos – it's gonna be Spaintastic!
Day Sixteen. Day Seventeen. Day Eighteen. Day Nineteen. Day Twenty. Day Twenty-one. Day Twenty-two. Day Twenty-three. Day Twenty-four. Day Twenty-five. Day Twenty-six. Day Twenty-seven. Day Twenty-eight. Day Twenty-nine. Day Thirty. Day Thirty-one.