Santo Domingo De La Calzada, Spain
So many stories written in my head while the gravel crunches under my feet, the wind dances around me, the sun strokes my cheek, the road winds and stretches over the hills in front and behind and I listen to the soothing sounds from my iphone... Pure joy. I walk with my two new friends, one from Holland one from Germany. We gravitated towards each other and without discussion silently agreed to walk in step, although at times each at his or her own pace.
We've ...