We arrived in the dark at Oviedo Railway Station and wandered through a dull new town looking for somewhere to stay. A bit of a dump, we agreed. In the morning we left the hotel after b’fast, happy to be on our way and found ourselves in a lively old town parallel to the dull new town of the night before.

Years ago I went to Barcelona with no Spanish, no preconceived ideas, no guide book and the Barcelona I found bore no relation to the Rough Guide’s Barcelona  which I read (wrong order of doing things) on my return to Scotland. Not that the Barcelona I found was all that wonderful – no Gaudi  cathedral,  no Art Galleries and I got my pocket picked – but it was my Barcelona and I felt part of it.

I still like the idea of  not knowing what to expect but willing to  discover for myself  the night and day of  wherever I find myself .


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