Granada, Spain
“Holy shit it’s him!“ Who was him? Vin Diesel? LeBron James? Generalisimo Franco?! No: our hero, the bus driver from Lisbon to Sevilla. You remember him. We sure did. The Sevilla to Lisbon bus was leaving shortly before our bus to Granada, and apparently he was driving it. We kept low and out of sight, lest he remember us from three days ago. You should never meet your heroes. Getting Settled In What struck me about Granada as we came…
