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After accompanying me on every backpacking trip since 2006, I finally retired my grey hoodie. A loyal friend and companion for all those years, keeping me warm on many cold and lonely nights, it was a little too frayed to take on yet another trip. The replacement is what I think is a purple hoodie (I'm a little colour blind, remember?) which funnily, isn't in much better shape, despite only wearing it a handful of times. I occasionally wore it when working at the gas plant, which had a really messed-up nozzle on the diesel pump. It seemed to always shoot out a little bit of diesel when it released, so I spilled diesel a couple of times on the sleeve. Each spill required several washings to get rid of the smell, so the new hoodie has been washed WAY more times than the old grey one. That's quite disgusting actually, when you think of how many times I wore that old thing, and how it's only been washed less than a handful of times! And why the box of granola bars? They're always a great little energy boost when sightseeing. And why are they the "Fibre Source" variety? Well, though Spain is a country where you can't go more than 7 seconds without seeing a beautiful woman walk by, it's also a country where you could go 7 days without even seeing so much as a leaf of lettuce. Fibre is a good thing in Spain ...