We left the van with Nuria and Xavi and took a flight to Seville. We slept in the airport so we wouldn’t have to pay for a hotel. But probably paid enough for a five star room in over-priced airport wine. I wrote in my diary and fell asleep on Jon’s lap as he kept watch.
In Seville, we sofa surfed. A couple of nights with a guy who didn’t seem to know ho…
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