I don’t think there is any part of Granada that has not seen my feet. Every avenue, every church, every vista, every market. It’s getting too familiar and I start to think of other things, things outside the geography of the place and I get depressed. Time to move on.
Wednesday, November 2, 1983
Chapter 5 - Southern Europe - depression arriving
I don’t think there is any part of Granada that has not seen my feet. Every avenue, every church, every vista, every market. It’s getting too familiar and I start to think of other things, things outside the geography of the place and I get depressed. Time to move on.
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