I was forced(literally) to leave Fuengirola yesterday and am now in Granada, still alive and kicking, surprisingly. I can not give any further info. If anybody in Fuengirola reads this, please inform my friends that I am alright. There are not a lot of acquaintances left here that I know. I therefore plan to travel further North to Gandia, perhaps via Murcia. Preliminary destination Barcelona and after that to Santiago de Compostela to see if my friend Freddy is still there.
If my blogging is a bit sketchy from now on, please excuse me for I am on the road and do not know when I shall be able to settle down again. Wish me luck, folks! A hug and a smackeroo from Ralphie!
Just let me tell you this: some days it feels really good to still be alive!