I remember it like it was yesterday … there I sat on a bus barreling out of Madrid and toward the beautiful Extremadura region, ready to go and teach more English.
I was exhausted from the evening I had before, and was struggling to keep my eyes open.
The Vaughantown bus stopped for a food break, and the Anglos disembarked, stretching limbs in the brisk spring day.
And, there it was. The snow-capped mountain jetting above a carpet of green and yellow against a brilliant blue sky.
And, here it is for you.