Granada

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Bonnie: The travel gremlins were at work (or perhaps play) today. We arose at the uncivil hour of 4:00am and walked down the dusty, rocky road in the barest of light listening to the fauna waking up, especially the rooster brigade (don't know why they need so many -don't they say it just takes one...). All was well until we inadvertently got off the bus at the wrong ferry, and two more buses and several hours later we made it to the ferry and thence to Granada, where we treated ourselves to a nice hotel. After. Reading Paul Coehlo's The Alchemist all day, it was just more fuel for speculating about signs and fate.

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