04 February 2009
When I tell people that I live in Spain I can almost see the envy in their eyes because I know they are picturing lots of sun, lots of paella, and lots of men who look like Javier Bardem. But that is not my Spain. I live in the north where it rains 9 months of the year, where "nothing shall be wasted" applies to every part of every livestock, and where most men don´t reach past my nose. It has taken some getting used to, but I do love my Spain. This blog is my attempt to show that other Spain. Thanks for visiting!
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