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Slowing Down in Barcelona

Posted on February 13, 2012 by tsraveling

My last day in Morocco is spent first on the train, headed north to Tangiers, and then making my way further up the coast to the industrial port at Tangier Med. Then the slow monotony of customs, brought to a … Continue reading →

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Music and the Moors

Posted on January 11, 2012 by tsraveling

Initially, my plan after Madrid is to head down to Córdoba, the historic capital of the Caliphate of Córdoba, which ruled the Islamic state of Al-Andalus for just over a hundred years in the tenth and eleventh centuries. But despite … Continue reading →

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From the Poor House to the Party Hostel

Posted on December 27, 2011 by tsraveling

We’re turned out at seven in the morning from the Cruz Roja auberge in Catalayud, but I’m well rested, having gone to sleep at ten the night before. There’s frost on the ground and an icy mist in the air … Continue reading →

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Walking through Aragon

Posted on December 20, 2011 by tsraveling

It takes perhaps five minutes to walk the length of the little village of Morata de Jalon, where I leave the train, and beyond that it’s a long ribbon of road through rocky hills, crossing and re-crossing a shallow river, … Continue reading →

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To the Heart of Basque Cooking

Posted on December 7, 2011 by tsraveling

The bus to San Sebastián takes a little over two hours. As we head east, we leave the coast temporarily and rise up through low craggy mountains, sparsely forested and gray with the underlying rock that’s so thinly veiled with … Continue reading →

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South to Sun and Spain

Posted on December 2, 2011 by tsraveling

The ferry from Portsmouth is, as it turns out, a “mini-cruise,” a way for upper-middle-class upper-middle-age English couples to get away from the din of England by getting into the din of a smallish ship full of English people. I, … Continue reading →

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