It’s 10 o’clock when I land. That’s the problem with booking the cheapest flight. It always lands late. “Take bus number 1,” she texts. “Our stop is number 422, in front of El Corte Ingles. You know, that shop you hate.” I haven’t seen her for years. Well, two years. But it feels longer than that.

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It was just happenstance that I found myself back in this city. I’d just finished the Camino with my family, and after some wandering we’d ended up here, in Málaga. After a few days in town, they’d all boarded their flights back to New Zealand, and here I was, in the middle of Plaza de

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So I hated the Camino. There, I said it. I joined my family recently for a section of this pilgrim’s walk in Spain, from the city of León to Santiago de Compostela. 311km, 13 days. As I’m not a Catholic, the history of the walk was of only passing interest to me, so it was

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For me, learning the language has always been one of the most fulfilling aspects of travelling to a new country. In fact, my first ever solo trip was a full time language course in Spain, and it’s still one of my fondest travel memories. Since then I’ve always made an effort to learn some of

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