Thoughts to Jot: So technically this entry should say something wonderful about my experience in Granada. However, instead, in typical La'Sarah fashion, a trip to Europe is just not a trip to Europe without some kind of drama. With the hard rain falling on the marble streets of Granada came the fall of my ass. There I was, alone in Granada, maybe 5 feet from my hotel entrance when suddenly I'm on the ground, having fallen very hard and very perfectly on my tailbone. Seriously have never been in so much pain in my life. And the old Spaniard who attempted to help me hobble into the hotel informed me very matter of factly, as I sobbed hysterically, that I had been carrying too much baggage in an uneven fashion and hence my fall. Thank you
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