We are moving down the coast a bit from Torremolinos to Fuengirola. The day started with a fly on my lip waking me up. Denise’s brother-in-law was going to give us a lift to the apartment we have rented for two weeks called Perla 2 owned by Sofico. The suitcase was broken as it onlyContinue reading ““Travels to a Different Time” :10July1972: Fuengirola, Spain: Woken up by a Fly on My Lip: I’m Now in Spanish Language Classes”
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