SPAIN

Christmas At The Palace
My sister Stephanie lives in an old palace in Spain right next to a real 13th century castle in a town on the Southwestern coast. The tiles in her entry way are blue and yellow fleur de lis from an ancient world. The hot water system is antiquated too, since none seems to get to the top floor where our room is, but the view of one of the castle’s stone turrets is ripped straight out of Sleeping Beauty.Griffin and Adrian were so punch drunk from jet lag they ran around the cobble stone streets of Puerto Santa Maria like escaped zoo monkeys, the Christmas decorations strung from building to building lighting up our path. To get them to sleep, I resorted to fear tactics, turning the word “architect” into something dark and scary. “Do you know who lives on the second floor of this palace?” I whispered ominously to Ado after he bounced out of bed for the 5th time, as perky as a morning news anchor on…Read more…