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Diary Australia

Spanish diary

8 December 2018

9:00 AM

8 December 2018

9:00 AM

On arriving for the first time in decades on Spanish soil I realise that the last time I visited – as a child – General Franco was still in power. The memory of arriving at Spain’s border with France in 1963, the dusty crossing point with more donkeys than cars and the Spanish border guards with their exotic three-pointed Napoleonic Wars-era hats, is still strong.

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