Coming in solemn beauty like slow old tunes of Spain.
- John Masefield
ANDALUSIA, Spain – Warm weather and endless servings of jamón ibérico. Southern Spain has got it good.
FORMENTERA, Spain – You discover the winding path past dreamy clifftop daybeds down to the secret fisherman's cove. You sunbath in peace, staring out at the picture-perfect turquoise water.
MADRID – I'd be lying if I said there wasn't a strange thrill every time a bull shuddered and fell to its knees, the final spasm of death clear even from the top row of seats.