La Baleada
December 15th 2009 A one hour cab ride, I was left at the central town park in Cofradía. It was hot, maybe 85. The cabbie really didn't want to leave me alone, and seemed worried. I said I would be OK. A small girl approached, asking, "Blah blah blah blah Maureen?" Obviously the answer to that question is “Si!” She walked me across the square to a sewing shop. Her mother gave me a drink and called som
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