Who made the brilliant assertion that "the rain in Spain stays mainly on the plain"? 'Cause, unless Jerez de la Frontera is on a plain, that's a whole lot of bullpoop (sorry, Mom). I'm not an expert on Spanish topography, but I do think plains are flat, and the stone-paved streets of Jerez are a bit too slopey to be considered "flat."
Ramble ramble ramble... Yes, it's raining again. Hard. And I mean West Coast-hard. Worse, because there's no grass around here to absorb the water, so those lovely, quaint, stone-paved streets become veritable rivers (waterfalls in parts). But that's ok. It's still mild, it's still picturesque, it's still full of flamenco. And I'm still on vacation. So, who needs dry feet?
A happy knee, on the other hand...
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