Dear Security Guard that woke me up this morning and pushed me into the cold Spanish mountain town,
I know. You were just doing your job. But, maybe next time, don´t watch me hobble out of my tent all bleary-eyed and buttoning my pants. Also, I don´t speak Spanish so well, so por favor, next time speak English. Gracias.
Until next time,
PS. The view from my campsite was worth getting up at 6:50 this morning. The walls of the Alhambra were lit up for me.