On Sunday mornings in Jerez there is a big market/crafters fair/flea market set up by the alcazar. We went to check it out and we’re amazed my the never-endingness of it. Tables and tables of used goods and antiques and crafts and Barbies and books and used clothing and tools and stuff and more stuff. We only saw a portion of it.

On Sunday afternoon, Christina and I left the apartment we’ve been in this whole time, walked our wheelie-bags for 10 minutes or so along ancient cobbled streets, and we are now installed at a fancy hotel. We decided to splurge a little for three nights: there’s a jet tub and bathrobes so I am very happy. We did room service (tuna sandwiches) because we were too tired to go out and get anything and then had hot baths with jets.

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