We honeymooned for two weeks in Spain in 2002, staying for a few nights in a B+B on a vineyard outside of Ronda. The staff served dinners on the patio, next to rolling fields where the sun traced itself down rocks in the distance. I avoided the pool, lined daily with Euro-cool, rail-thin people.
On the third night, we watched the sunset while eating a c…
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