Swimming with the Turtles in Los Molinos del Río Aguas

Do not move, let the wind speak, that is paradise” – American writer Ezra Pound’s paradise can be found in so few places today – televisions, cars, and mobiles alone have conquered silence – but there remains a place in Spain’s arid south-east where solitude reigns. Its name, Los Molinos del Río Aguas, its fame, that it has none. Continue reading “Swimming with the Turtles in Los Molinos del Río Aguas”

Getting Real at Cala de San Pedro, Almería

Sharing a chocolate-scented joint at the natural spring with his friend, a naked cave dweller tells us to “just go that way past the castle, past the latrines, and you’ll get to the beach… or maybe not, maybe you go that way… either way man, go whatever way you like!” – in Cala de San Pedro you go and do wherever and whatever you like, whenever you want, however you feel. Continue reading “Getting Real at Cala de San Pedro, Almería”

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