I visited Spain for the the first time in 1963; I was twenty-four. It would be another twenty-eight years until I returned in 1991 and again in 1994. CAMPELLO Campelló in 1962 I went to Campelló in 1962. Dusty, dirty streets; unkempt houses andreal-life local bars, no pubs. I didn’t realise at the time thatContinue reading “Dos Amigos en España”
