45 unforgettable kilometers
Mid February. Clear sky. Temperature
close to 20°C. Spain. Andalusia. 280 km north of Gibraltar.
The morning was fresh with fog still holding on among
tiny streets of Seville. Where
did all the traffic go? There were only few cars. It was unusual to see empty
streets. It was Sunday morning and it was still early.
Only pigeons were all up, running around. Just few
people were hurrying somewhere and we were waiting...
Finally our Land Rover was coming, the
anticipation was in the air ...