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You wake to warm sun streaming in through the sheer curtains of the balcony doors.

Gently, you pull back the white linen sheets to feel the warmth of the sunlight on your skin.

Taking a deep breath, you gaze out the window at the pale blue sky. You can feel your

sleepiness drift away as you soak in this beautiful morning. You rise, placing your bare feet

on the Spanish tile. As you walk out to the balcony, you notice the details of the floor.

The tiles have deep orange circles with a scalloped edges and abstract flower petals in yellow and blue.

They feel smooth and cool against your skin. Even at this early hour, the day is already

beginning to grow warm. Out on the balcony, you look down a narrow alley. It's lined with

a stack of buildings which are dotted with colorful flower pots. The morning laundry hangs on your

neighbor's balcony, drawing quickly in the sun. You hear it rumple in the gentle breeze,

and catch the faint smell of lavender and cotton. The alley gently slopes out to the sea.

From where you're standing, you can see a tiny square of light blue green in the distance.

Golden flecks of light flash on the surface of the water.

Down the street, you catch a glimpse of your friend who is reading a book at a table outside

the hotel cafe. Set on the table in front of a namete chair is a paper cup and a covered plate.

You realize your friend has already ordered you breakfast and is just waiting for you to come down.

You hope there's café con leche or coffee with milk and bancon tomate or bread with tomato.

This is your favorite breakfast here in Spain. You relish how simple and fresh it is.

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