La Ruta

Our last full day in Spain. We were scheduled to fly out of Madrid the next morning, and we already had hotel reservations in the capital.

It had been a kaleidoscopic journey, dashing from one corner of Iberia to another, like a butterfly dancing from one flower to the next. It was necessarily a bit superficial, but I hope that what we lost in depth we gained in breadth. I would happily have spent a week in nearly all the cities we visited, and maybe next time I will.

I was fai...