The man at the folding table was there each morning in front of the bar as I walked past on my way to Spanish class. At first I paid him little attention, but as he was faithfully there each day, I eventually noticed that he was selling lottery tickets. The window advertised, “Jugamos con el numero 34802.”
Once we decided to move our family to Spain for a year, we then had the fun and difficult task of figuring out where! With four towns in the Malaga and Valencia areas on our short list, we rented houses in each for several weeks, planning to use the summer months to determine which we liked best. Come see where we chose!
