Those colors. Those dusty reds and burnt oranges, those muted yellows and sandy browns. As I crossed the River Onyar for the very first time, the sight of Girona’s well-known color blocked apartments was seared into my memory. It was…
Those colors. Those dusty reds and burnt oranges, those muted yellows and sandy browns. As I crossed the River Onyar for the very first time, the sight of Girona’s well-known color blocked apartments was seared into my memory. It was…
