It was rainy season in Northern Spain, and the ground was just mud. Not the mud that makes you slide or just makes a squishy sound, no the kind of mud that clings to everything and transforms your shoes into pieces of workout equipment…. The mud not only bonded to our shoes, but also bonded people together. Everyone was going through the same thing (literally the mud) and it gave us something to talk about. It turned out that once we started talking, we didn’t stop for the rest of the trip.

— Cayla Lang, from “Travel Narrative”

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