{drive a car here. i dare you.} Toledo. The old capital of Spain. The holiest city in the country, perhaps. It was said that at some point in history, one out of three people living there was either a priest, nun or servant of god somehow. This is the opposite of some vulgar (generally crappy) place like …
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Olives without bones
{our sexy legs} San Miguel Market. It was disgusting on a few levels. I was overwhelmed. At once attracted by interesting options and presentations of food and drink, and repelled by the people milling blithely around the cramped space. I hated the effect it had on me- basically inducing a panic attack. Oh, bless my …
No Pisar.
{i win all of art} I’m on the mother continent with an 11 dollar Mexican haircut. I have to punch (uh, pinch – thank you very much autocorrect bot) myself. Three days into my trip and though my feet are killing me I can’t seem to stop walking up and down all these streets! There are …