Here's what we saw (more or less) every morning from our balcony on Estafeta during the fiesta.
Those white-and-red clad days passed too fast. We drank too much. Slept too little. Though it should be said moderation was practiced (relatively) compared to other years. Age? Wisdom? Infirmity? Exhaustion?
All of the above.
And until next year.
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ya falta menos!
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