On one of the last days in Los Nietos, I decided I would enjoy part of God's creation. I had to drag myself out of my warm bed, make a flask of good spanish coffee, and I climbed the nearest small mountain.
It was worth every minute of the sleep I had lost. The view of the sun rising over the mountain range in front of the mar menor was breath taking. The Spanish are truly looky to live in such a beautiful country.
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hello i like sooo muchhh your blog. is better .-.. kisses.. Mexico City
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