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Day 7 Budia to Siguenza….cold and windy

*The sun rises and the church bell tolls its timely reminder, as it has done since 6am. Budia stretches and yawns. Somewhere, in a matchbox bedroom in a house grand with time, in a street paved with history, Spanish Harry Secombe is awakened and strokes the familiar softness of his wife's shoulders as she lay,… Continue reading Day 7 Budia to Siguenza….cold and windy