One of the things that doesn’t often make the blog is what we talk about, all those hours in the car, sometimes lost in riveting conversation, sometimes getting more and more frustrated by each other’s presence. At one point, we both agreed that we managed to bind ourselves in some kind of bizarre sociological/psychological experiment. (Why did we decide to drive to India again?) As a small window into our long list of recurring controversies, I will share that I (Rebekah) am convinced that Valencia, and specifically Alfafar, are some kind of trap that will keep sucking us back in; Vicente, however, thinks this is just another way in which I am a crazy woman. I have to say, the fact that we are heading through Valencia again should definitely count as points for me in this one.