Almadenejos, Spain
It’s amazing how a wrong turn can turn out to be one of the best experiences of a lifetime. We bought tickets to the station we thought we were to meet the English couple, who we are going to be working on their farm for two weeks. However, it turned out to be a station next to a town of 400 people called Almadenejos. Upon arrival it seemed all was lost and we felt completely lost. But with the help of our new friend/train conductor Alvaro he introduced us to Consuelo who would house us for the night and treat us with the respect of family she has known for years. We then went to the local cafe, which her son owns, where we were given the best ham sandwiches in all of Spain. They would not accept our money and they welcomed us with open arms. I have never felt so comfortable in a new setting as in this certain instance. Our new friend Jose, who spoke English, showed around to the local landmarks, the bull fighting ring and one of the best sunsets eyes can absorb. Overall, this experience has made me realize there is still a lot of good in this world and family isn’t just found within blood relatives, it is found in the small village of Almadenejos.
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