most beautiful little cove that wasn't in any of our travel books
called Puerto de Mazarron. The campground we stumbled onto is right
across the street from the beach. We we went for a walk on the beach
at sunset and found that the only other person there for 1/2 a mile in
either direction was the gal running the beachside bar. Dos cervezas,
por favor.
Tomorrow: I think we'll stay a while
The pic: knee deep in the 64 degree Mediterranean
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