Our first few days in Spain led to some anxiety. Not knowing what to do or our way around the city, we wondered aloud if we had arranged for too long a stay... what were we going to do? The apartment was fine, clean, basic, two bedroom place in a downtown neighborhood. We thought about coming back earlier. I wondered if we had been seduced by the price and time off we had. But as meg said, "what would be do back in White Plains anyway (we also learned later that there was a prolonged heat wave back home). It took some time to find our way around, not helped by imprecise answers to our questions and a lack of information on the part of the tourism and other officials. However, once we got into the swing of things, we really liked the city. It took nearly a week to track down the elusive mystery tourist train - a kind of tram that went throughout the city and had a stop behind our building and also went to the beaches. There was also a nice municipal pool down the block and a friendly neighborhood restaurant with good food down the street, plus many playgrounds with lots of kids playing. By the end of the month, we didn't want to leave, the sign of a good trip.
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