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Edinburgh, Scotland: Part 3 – Edinburgh Castle & The Whiskey Tour

October 21, 2014 By Caroline Peterson

Welcome to #TravelTuesday, a new series on Caroline Made This about anything travel related – from adventures to advice to all out awesome stories about traveling.

Last year, we traveled to Edinburgh, Scotland for a quick mini-moon after our wedding in Somerset, England. We spent 4 days exploring old castles, climbing rolling hills and of course, sharing some Scottish whiskey with friends. I want to keep each part of these Trip Reports as short and sweet (and maybe picture-filled) as I can, so you can easily pick out the major details.

This Part 3 in a series about our trip to Scotland.  Stay tuned for more.

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Edinburgh, Scotland –  Trip Report Index

Part 1 - Planning & Introduction

Part 2 - Flight & Accommodation

Part 3 - Edinburgh Castle & The Whiskey Tour

Part 4 – Arthur’s Seat & The Ghost Tour

Part 5 - St. Andrews, Castle Course

Part 6 - Conclusion

Edinbugh Castle

Our amazing flat we rented through Airbnb was a hop, skip and a jump away from Edinbugh Castle, so we coordinated with friends and decided to hit there first after we arrived and I got all jacked up on cold medicine. Woo!

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Tickets are £16.00 each for adults, £9.60 for children. They have a “fast pass” option if you pre-pay your tickets online which means you don’t have to queue at the ticket office. We didn’t have any problem and just walked right up. Additionally, they offer an Explorer Pass which gets you into 78 historical properties in Scotland. Plus, it gets you 20% off the audio tour of Edinburgh Castle. We didn’t buy the Explorer Pass, but did get the audio tour, so it could work out well for your budget if you’re going to see more than a few properties in Scotland.

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Audio tour nerds! (our friends and newbie hubby)

The history of Edinburgh Castle is incredible. But, I won’t lie.

I came for the views.

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edinburgh castle tour

Since I had been here before, I was pretty well aware of the detailed history…and this scary looking wax figure.

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Edinburgh Castle sits high on the “hill” overlooking the beautiful city and was a good way to intimidate anyone who wanted to conquer it.

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You just can’t beat these views.

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Give yourself at LEAST 3 hours in the castle. It can easily turn into a day if you want to explore every nook and cranny or giant artillery.

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Boys and their toys

They offer multiple-day passes if your family enjoys history and you think you’ll be heading back for more.

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I miss these cool cats.

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Someone turned into her father...reading every sign.
Someone turned into her father…reading every sign.

An important note: The castle is busier than usual during the wonderful Military Tattoo. It’s an annual event every August and something to either avoid if you don’t want more crowds or go to if you love, love bag pipes. (raises hand.)

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Where the military tattoo takes place every year. They were setting up for it when we were there in June.

 

The Whiskey Tour

Remember how I mentioned I was sick? Perhaps not the smartest choice, but we went on The Scotch Whiskey Tour in Edinburgh. Hot Toddy anyone?

The Scotch Whisky Experience is located steps away from Edinburgh Castle. It would seem it’s a tourist trap of sorts because the gift shop (read: WALL OF WHISKEY FOR SALE) is displayed proudly in the front. But, what can I say? It was a great little whiskey tour and we did find out a lot of about scotch whiskey.

Side note: The Scots spell whisky without an ‘e’. It’s not incorrect, but it’s tough for me to adapt to. Sorry if I switch back and forth. Actually, just deal with it, we’re talking about yummy whiskey, okay?

We decided on The Gold Tour. They had us at: “A tasting tray of four Single Malts with tasting notes.” You can choose from various tours and times, but we thought this was our best bang for our quid.

See what I did there? (quid = pound, like buck = dollar)

You begin your tour by riding in a whiskey barrel. No, I’m not kidding. The whiskey barrel takes you around the history of Scotch Whisky in Scotland via an automated ride. Think: It’s a Small World, but with alcohol and no scary automated children. Basically, it’s way better.

When we finished up the quick ride, the employee who was letting me out of barrel asked me where I flew in from. I enthusiastically said, “England.” She looked quite confused, but smiled nonetheless.

I looked at my newbie hubby and said, “What the blimey was that about?”

He said, “Well, basically, you were sleeping in a whiskey barrel before she let you out, so she probably thought you flew in from the states today and were jetlagged…”

Did I mention I was really sick?

Moving onto drinking…

We went into the “Sense of Scotland” room and got a quick lesson about where each scotch whisky comes from Scotland and how the notes taste different depending on which region they are from. I FELL ASLEEP AGAIN. I swear it was awesome, I was just so sick. Don’t base going on this whiskey tour on my sad state of sickness. It’s a great tour!

Next, we went into THIS ROOM:

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Happy hubby

It’s the oldest and largest display of scotch whisky in the world.

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Evaporated whiskey = “angels’ share”

And. it. is. glorious.

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Happy pals

Glor-i-ous.

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After that we had our flight, errrrr, tasting of whiskey. The water is given in case you want to put it in your whiskey. I didn’t use my H2O. I was feeling mighty good again! Thank God for good pals and their peer pressure ways.

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Next up: Our trek up Arthur’s Seat (twice) and The Ghost Tour.

Until next time, travel pals!

Filed Under: Europe, Scotland, Travel

Edinburgh, Scotland: Part 2 – Flight & Accommodation

October 14, 2014 By Caroline Peterson

Welcome to #TravelTuesday, a new series on Caroline Made This about anything travel related – from adventures to advice to all out awesome stories about traveling.

Last year, we traveled to Edinburgh, Scotland for a quick mini-moon after our wedding in Somerset, England. We spent 4 days exploring old castles, climbing rolling hills and of course, sharing some Scottish whiskey with friends. I want to keep each part of these Trip Reports as short and sweet (and maybe picture-filled) as I can, so you can easily pick out the major details.

This Part 2 in a series about our trip to Scotland.  Stay tuned for more.

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Edinburgh, Scotland –  Trip Report Index

Part 1 - Planning & Introduction

Part 2 - Flight & Accommodation

Part 3 - Edinburgh Castle & The Whiskey Tour

Part 4 – Arthur’s Seat & The Ghost Tour

Part 5 - St. Andrews, Castle Course

Part 6 - Conclusion

Flight

We got married in Somerset, England which is about 2 hours southwest of London.

Quick! Cute wedding break:

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Instead of going back to London, Heathrow, we took a one-way flight from Exeter, England to Edinburgh, Scotland. It’s a quick 1 hour 30 minute flight from there. London would have been more expensive and added another 2 hours (driving) to our trip. We chose the ultra-cheap carrier, Flybe, at the recommendation of a seasoned-traveler friend of mine who was actually going with us too. Ever heard of Flybe? Neither had I! I usually just flew Ryan Air while trying to save money flying in Europe.

Anyway, had I known then what I know now, I probably would have tried to use points, but that said, you can’t pass up $125 (including luggage) for tickets to fly to Scotland with your friends. It was well worth it!

The Exeter Airport is adorable. I mean that in the nicest way possible. The security line was quick.

HELP CUT THE QUEUE, PEOPLE!
HELP CUT THE QUEUE, PEOPLE!

And we were on our way to Scotland in no time.

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Look at those props!
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Boarding with our fun friends.
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England, the quilt.

Did I mention I was really sick? All the stress and travel related to a wedding overseas hit me in one snot-filled swoop and I had the nastiest cold known to (wo)man-kind. Super, right? So the plane ride wasn’t anything spectacular to me. I basically was just trying to not be that annoying person blowing her nose a lot.

But I was. Sorry ’bout it.

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I actually used that scarf as Kleenex.

We landed a bit late and shared a cab with our pals to our separate, respective accommodations. It would have been cheaper to take the £4 Airlink bus that goes from the airport to the center of town. Check it out. But, again, I was feeling like shit and blowing snot out of each nostril like it would earn me money, so I just wanted to get to our place.

Which ended up being spectacular.

Accommodation

I found our flat through Airbnb. I really enjoy saying, “flat.” Our flat. Ha! Anyway, I didn’t have enough points for a free hotel stay yet (now I do *dusts off shoulder*) and I wanted to get a unique experience, not just a buffet breakfast in the morning.

Airbnb is great for an authentic, local experience. If you haven’t heard of it before, the basic gist is that people rent out their apartments, houses or rooms in a house for a pre-determined amount of time. Airbnb has a great satisfaction policy if you aren’t happy with your stay. In my opinion, the owner takes on more of the liability. That said, be smart. Only rent from people who have good reviews and you should be fine. If someone doesn’t have many reviews or has a bad response rate, even if the place looks fan-fucking-tastic…NEXT! We’ll definitely being doing this again after such a great experience.

After narrowing down our Airbnb options in the city and generally knowing we wanted to be close to the “Old Town” area, we decided on this gem. We were greeted promptly (even after our flight delay) by the owner’s friend who helped us up 4 flights of stairs with all our luggage. No lift. That’s elevator in British, mates.

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Hey, so, have I mentioned yet that I was really sick? No? I could barely breath as it was. 4 fucking floors with luggage, a backpack and my purse, which was essentially another piece of LUGGAGE…?! No way! I stopped on the 3rd floor, waving my white flag, gasping for air through my mouth, desperately looking for a snot rag. He probably thought I was just some out of shape American.

Wait a second…

Anyway, the trek was worth it. I mean…come. on.

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That view. FROM OUR LIVING ROOM.

The flat is right next to Edinburgh Castle, with stunning views of the entire city, as well as a fully equipped kitchen, double bedroom, TV and free wireless internet. Oh and a washer and dryer, which any long-term traveler knows is brilliant. (Trying to sound as British as I can.)

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Hallway in our flat
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Living room
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Kitchen
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View from our kitchen window.
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Bedroom (with our stuff)
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Road leading to our flat
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Our flat is far right with the red trim, 4th floor.

After explaining we could call with any questions, giving us some great pub recommendations (duh) and telling us to enjoy our mini-moon, we were left to enjoy some bubbly.

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The Honeymooners

How sweet, right?

Next up, Edinburgh Castle and The Whiskey Tour. Mmmmm.

Until next time, travel buds!

Have you ever done Airbnb? Have you ever thought about renting a place instead of a hotel? Any questions about our fab flat?

 

Filed Under: Europe, Scotland, Travel

Edinburgh Scotland: Part 1 - Planning & Introduction

October 7, 2014 By Caroline Peterson

Welcome to #TravelTuesday, a new series on Not Your Average Gal about anything travel related – from adventures to advice to all out awesome stories about traveling.

Last year, we traveled to Edinburgh, Scotland for a quick mini-moon after our wedding in Somerset, England. We spent 4 days exploring old castles, climbing rolling hills and of course, sharing some Scottish whiskey with friends. I want to keep each part of these Trip Reports as short and sweet (and maybe picture-filled) as I can, so you can easily pick out the major details.

This the first part in a series about our trip to Scotland.  Stay tuned for more.

Edinburgh Scotland Travel - Planning & Introduction - Caroline Made This

Edinburgh, Scotland –  Trip Report Index

Part 1 - Planning & Introduction

Part 2 - Flights & Accommodation

Part 3 - Edinburgh Castle & The Whiskey Tour

Part 4 – Arthur’s Seat & The Ghost Tour

Part 5 - St. Andrews, Castle Course

Part 6 - Conclusion

 

Introduction:

First, decide if you want to go to Amsterdam or Edinburgh. Then agonize over that decision for a week, annoying your soon-to-be-husband with a long list of “What if’s.” Long story short: We had the opportunity to travel with my fun fam to Amsterdam after our wedding.

Quick! Cute wedding break:

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Weddings in England are fun!

I had been to Edinbugh before but I knew my soon-to-be-hubster would puffy heart love it. Ooops, I mean super masculine heart love it. We had a few friends who were going to Scotland after our wedding and a few waiting to see where we’d choose.  I hadn’t been to Amsterdam before but it was on my list of places to see. I was really torn. I even made a pros and cons list. In the end, Scotland won and we decided to enjoy a few bagpipe-filled days with our pals.

(Basically, I knew I’d want to kill my family after being with them for so long during our wedding and then spend more time with them in Amsterdam.)

Just kidding. Love you guys.

Not really kidding. Love you guys!

So after that, the planning began.

Planning:

We mapped out how long we wanted to stay and chose the itinerary around the best prices for flights back to the states and also when I needed to be back to work. Minor detail.

We had 4 days to explore what Edinburgh and St. Andrews had to offer. It’s funny, even over the course of a year, my travel planning has changed since this trip. I really utilize the awesome travel blogs I follow, download apps for various cities or countries and even download the good ol’ Fromers travel guides. But for Edinburgh, perhaps since I had been there before and also since, you know, planning a wedding overseas is slightly time consuming, I didn’t download or research much. Normally, and in upcoming blogs about my travels, there will be more “in-depth” planning. Promise.

I used these following apps:

Edinburgh walk app
City walking guide
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Call/text over free wi-fi
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Train times to St. Andrew’s

 

Before we took off across the pond to get hitched, I knew we wanted to go to:

  • Edinburgh Castle
  • St. Andrews to play a round (The hubster didn’t know about this. WIFE OF THE YEAR!)
  • King Arthur’s Seat
  • A pub, any pub, a pub, any pub

Follow along for the next post where I explain just how cheap our flight was and what a kick-ass-bomb-diggity place we got through AirBnb.

A place with a view…

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(insert ahhhhhh here)

Until next time, travel buds!

Filed Under: Europe, Scotland, Travel

Travel Woes: Delayed Baggage & Stolen Goods

September 23, 2014 By Caroline Peterson

“Your bag isn’t here.”

No shit. “Let me take a guess, it’s at LAX?”

“Yes, how did you know?”

“Because I saw on the app to track my baggage that it was on the wrong flight during my layover. The agent at JFK was less than helpful about it.”

“I’m so sorry.”

And thus began 2 weeks of a delayed baggage and stolen goods headache.

I was a pretty good sport about it at first. Aside from the delayed baggage, I had just finished a great day of travel. 20 hours of traveling for me is fun. Maybe it will wear off for me someday, but for now, I’m a special kind of crazy that enjoys it. My flights from Lisbon to Amsterdam and Amsterdam to New York JFK were uneventful. I actually got some sleep, watched some movies, drank wine and chatted with my hilarious seat mate.

I breezed through customs at JFK because of Global Entry and picked up my luggage to be rechecked for my last flight to FLL (Fort Lauderdale-Hollywood Airport). When you arrive on an international flight and still have another domestic flight, you usually have to recheck your bag — it’s a simple procedure, just pick it up and take it to the baggage drop off point after you’ve cleared customs and as long as it’s been tagged all the way through to your final destination, you’re set. Easy peasy.

My bag looked fine. I re-checked it had been tagged correctly. Gave it to the Delta agent and I was on my way to my gate for my last flight.

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I was enjoying a beer and being back on American soil (No more seeking out free Wi-fi!).

While sitting back enjoying a brewski, I checked the Delta app to track my bag and I saw that my bag was on a flight to LAX, not FLL.

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Shit.

I’ll give you the cliff notes version:

The friendly agent on the Delta Medallion 800 line and the Delta app told me what I was seeing was correct, that my bag was on the wrong flight and could be pulled off. I was told to speak directly with an agent at JFK…an agent that told me I was wrong and she couldn’t (wouldn’t) help. She told me my bag was on my flight to FLL. I asked her to print that confirmation. She couldn’t (wouldn’t).

You know what happens next, my bag was indeed on it’s way to LAX. I took it in stride because, whatever, there was nothing I could do once I was home and my bag wasn’t. I was happy to see the hubster and I travel in a way that anything I check, I know I have to be willing to “lose.” So there was nothing in there like my expensive camera, photos, money, etc.

Except everyone’s souvenirs, including an earring and necklace set I bought myself in Barcelona and cufflinks I got the hubster in Lisbon were in that bag.

…and those did not arrive with my bag when it was finally returned over 24 hours later.

My bag had obviously been rummage through. If you know me, you know I’m an anal packer. Everything, I mean, everything has a place.

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Before, not my best game of Tetris.

My bag was opened, my TSA lock was torn off and not given back, either by TSA (no notice was left in my bag though), an airport employee or the company that delivered my luggage to my house.

After
After

Oh yeah and they stole my shit.

The jewelry set and cufflinks were in the same portion of one of my eBags packing cubes. It would have been a relatively easy “grab” once you opened it to see what was in it.

That’s when the bitterness set in. This stuff can be replaced. It simply is materialistic crap. But the feeling of being taken advantage of is what sucks. This ONE agent set the whole thing in motion that I tried to prevent. Not to mention the ahole who took stuff.

I really adored that necklace and earring set. I rarely buy “nice” stuff like that for myself. When I travel, I usually find myself looking a fun jewelry and scarves. I don’t buy a lot of the touristy souvenirs. Except for cheesy shot glasses. That’s our “thing.” I have no idea where we’ll display them when we grow up. In fact, I’m not sure I want to. We look like world-traveling alcoholics. Wait a minute…

I absolutely will not let this situation ruin my opinion about an airline. You have one bad apple in a bunch. Shit happens. I have always had great customer service with Delta. Say what you want about airlines, but the people who serve you food and answer your dumb questions are people too, and more often than not, I’m met with a friendly smile and helpful answer. Everyone at Delta I had to go through, except the one lovely diva at JFK, was apologetic and helpful.

I filed a claim, heard back about 10 days later and will be reimbursed for everything. I should expect a check in about 14 business day. I’m very thankful for that. The frustration in most of this was that it took quite a few calls to get a status and a few too many emails explaining the situation, but it got resolved. It was too time consuming for my liking, but it’s finally all figured out.

Everyone I bought gifts for got their things, too. (Except the hubster and his cufflinks. I bought him other stuff too and he’s got me…GRAND PRIZE!) But the one bottle I bought myself of cherry liqueur from an area in Sintra, Portugal world renowned for it…smashed into a million pieces on the floor this past weekend when I dropped the bag it was in.

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I wasn’t meant to have gifts from this past trip. Just freakin’ awesome memories. And I’m pretty sure I’m okay with that. You can’t take any of this crap with you when you’re gone.

I also may or may not have busted out some straws and started sucking the cherry liqueur off the floor…

Worth it.

Filed Under: Europe, Funny, Portugal, Spain, Travel, Travel Prep

An Ode to Barcelona

September 3, 2014 By Caroline Peterson

I met you 11 years ago. I liked you enough. For 3 days, I walked up and down Las Ramblas and drank cervezas by the beach with my girlfriends. I said I checked you off my bucket list and felt no need to return.

But, this weekend we reunited again.

I must say. You’ve changed. Or maybe I’ve changed.

Or both.

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Because, quite honestly, I love you.

You’re amazing, Barcelona. For 4 days you wooed me. I’ve traversed your ancient-city Guadi walls, walked cobblestone sidewalks, watched tango dancers, sipped Catalonian wine, filled my belly with mas tapas than I care to admit and most of all, I fell madly in love with your culture.

You eat lunch at 4pm. You chat over dinner for 3 hours…starting at 8pm. You share laughs over wine-stained tableclothes and pass around tomato drizzled bread. You don’t require me to tip. Although I do a bit, because I’m American and inherently feel guilty for not tipping such a fine place.

If I sound like a food-obssesed lover, you’re right.

But you made me so. You did this to me.

I sat across from my girlfriends reveling in the moment under a sun drenched umbrella in a small, colorful plaza next to a church. “This is it,” I thought. “This is why we travel.” I so wish my husband could meet you. He would love you too, mostly because you offer the best football team in the world. But also because he appreciates the great things in life. Like you.

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Every corner of you offers something different to discover. Vastly different buildings juxtapositioned next to each other. Neoclassical apartments sitting right next to Guadi filled mosaics. You’re fascinating.

The Spanish I learned in middle school and high school suddenly came out of the dark, dust-ridden corners of my brain. I’ve surprised myself. I may not speak as eloquently as you. But I tried. And you happily, sometimes with a giggle, obliged and let me attempt your beauitful language.

Your people, especially, bring your eccentricities to light. They love you. They want to brag about you.

I can understand why.

I’m taking off for Lisbon now. But don’t worry. I’m not cheating on you. You’ll always hold a special place in my heart. Like a moth to a flame…I shall return.

Muchas gracias, Barcelona. Until next time.

Filed Under: Europe, Spain, Travel

The View

August 30, 2014 By Caroline Peterson

Pardon me while I have a moment.

This morning,  I departed from this view:


Then had a beautiful view of  One World Trade Center while I was landing. (I didn’t take a picture. I try hard to enjoy a moment without feeling a need to capture it.)

I ate lunch with a view of the Brooklyn Bridge.

Now I’m sitting here enjoying this aviation view at new Delta Sky Deck. Outside, mind you.


My husband said it once while we were flying, “It still baffles me how these giant things get off the ground.”

So, I will park my butt here for another few (5) hours and enjoy the view.

America is pretty darn good looking. And I’m pretty darn lucky.

Filed Under: Europe, Musings, Portugal, Spain, Travel

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