Stuck in my room at the Parador Cuenca in Spain, I am probably missing one of the great meals of my life.Before I left the good old USA, I stopped by my regular newspaper spot in my home town of Northampton MA, the woman behind the counter proceeded to cough up a lung in my my face. I knew then and there that I was going to be in trouble. Two days later I am hoping that a night in will heal me from a miserable cold. Spain is without a doubt my favorite country to travel to and the least I could do was to crawl out of bed and photograph the view from my window. Here is a link to The Parador for more info on this UNESCO declared World Heritage city.
A Town Potluck Dinner Brings Out Wendellites–Of Course! The Trip from Port Blair to Havelock on M.V. Makruzz