Bus to Benalmadina, walking along through favorite stores, the port doesn't change, most of bars and stores all exactly the same..
The tree above is one I have been seeing doe decades, I took this whole crossing over the carreterra the old N340 always the N340 to me...
Taken from the boardwalk...
Oh, and I think I have fracture a toe.. lols.. my fault, we were walked back from the pool... Slumming it eh! Anyways!! I wasn't looking where I should have been.. and my left foot slipped off the paving, into a gully and then hit the side of lawn.. Luckily I didn't actually fall myself.. trust me!!
Anyways, I got some tape and buddied it up with neighboring toes.. it turned black and purple within twenty minutes, and felt burning hot to touch..
Note to self, look where I am going in future!
M.
Ever has it been that love knows not its own depth until the hour of separation.
Kahlil Gibran, 1923




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