On the boat from Split to Lastovo I encountered the least D.A.R.E-friendly emergency instructions card that I have ever come across. In other news, the boat…
I awoke in a panic to hear music playing in the street outside, “Damn, the sword dancing must have started already!” I grabbed my gear…
The story really continues in the small town of Villanueva de los Cruces on the 2oth of January, during the festival of San Sebastian where…
I managed to navigate talking on the phone in Spanish sufficiently to call a taxi to take me to the bus station and after some…
Time to travel halfway across Spain to see some sword dancing! My plan for the day was an ambitious one; I would bus to Huelva…