The death of boots
They lasted 12 years. They died on Ben Nevis. We buried them in the bin at the base.
A Galician Food Experience
We walked three miles along the beach and through the woods to reach this place. Once there, we devoured barnacles, goat, fish, steak and razor clams. Washed down with coke, beer and regional white wine. And then grandma's chocolate cake, cheese and honey and coffees for the walk back.
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