“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…
We’d often say that our sabbatical was made up of a bunch of ‘normal’ one- to two-week vacations all strung together. You could carve it up into numerous two-week or so chunks that each make sense as an individual trip. One of my absolute favorites of these is the two-weeks we spent in Andalucía, Spain. We had beautiful weather, gorgeous scenery, lovely cities, fantastic food, perfect wine, and just such a chill time. I’d go back and do the exact…
