
It’s summer. This is Spain. It gets hot. I know. But it has been insanely hot even for this place. When the mercury rose to 47.0 C, I felt like a chicken (or magpie) slow grilled on a kebab rotisserie. … Continue reading
It’s summer. This is Spain. It gets hot. I know. But it has been insanely hot even for this place. When the mercury rose to 47.0 C, I felt like a chicken (or magpie) slow grilled on a kebab rotisserie. … Continue reading