No, I’m not a fugitive. But I have been running. Running through Spain, and Gibraltar, and a very short stint in Paris. Actually it’s been more like fast paced walking. But running sounds better. And it’s shorter to write. Why the rush, you might wonder? And rightly so. Well, I’m on my way somewhere, and I’m not flying. My destination is beyond Spain, and even Gibraltar. But since my road passed through the one, and near the other, I decided to at least see something along the way. Just passing through, taking one train and then the next, and the next, only ever seeing what passed by my window, isn’t for me. However, Europe is expensive, so lingering too long, comes with its drawbacks too. So a fast paced trot it was. My first stop was
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