Whilst driving, again, on the highway from Madrid, Tony saw a small village on the right and immediately took the next turn off to try and find it;
I thought we were entering a farm, but we weaved our way though very narrow streets; there was not a tourist in site. Instead the locals looked at us with suspicion as if we were from a different planet. We just looked at them and smiled and said "Ola" (hello) and they replied "Ola".
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