On Thursday, December 19th, I planned to wake up in Sevilla, wonder around some that morning and then take a taxi at 11:00 to the station to head to Granada. I woke up and it was pouring down rain. I mean cats and dogs people. I had been up pretty late watching the Impeachment (thanks BBC), so I decided to be lazy and not venture out. Thankfully, the taxi that the hotel called managed to pull up on the "street" right in front of the hotel, so I didn't have to walk to the end of the lane in the rain. He took me to the bus station. Now, let me tell you about THAT. I don't really rough it on vacation. I am used to taking first class train cars (or business class because in some countries that's actually nicer than 1st class). I have NEVER taken the bus anywhere. I was taking the bus to Granada because the train tracks were under construction (have been for several years apparently), and if you take the train, then you have to get off the train at a certain
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