I walked into a bar

I walked into a bar in Spain yesterday and was confronted by this tremendous specimen of a man called Jerome. I have no idea what he is singing to me but he has promised to show me his mule in the mountains next weekend. If no further blogs appear call the police.

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5 thoughts on “I walked into a bar

  1. Take your camera to the market bar in Cadiz, go there drunk about 5am when the traders (and old drunks) are in full swing! They taught me the art of drinking ‘sol y sombre’! I’m sure there was some singing going on and a lot of piss taking of me I am sure!

      • Actually the beef is getting worse… they are exporting the good stuff as desperate for dollars. In fact whole economy here going down the toilet…mind you…Spain is having a rough patch as well…
        more jealous now…’when sober enough to work digital mojo!’

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