españa, thursday day 2: estepona to ronda.

Yes-a those are shorts, don't worry I didn't wear them in public. Below: breakfast on the upstairs terrace, tostada con aceite, according to El Capitan the most normal Andalusian breakfast there is: a piece of toast, a pool of great olive oil, a sprinkle of salt, and a freshly-cut garlic clove to rub on the toast; insect-oriented tilework on the way from the house to the parking lot.

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