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rarely gives us opportunity to combine work and play, duty and pleasure, but these days in the south of east, from the high metallic tower Alicante airport to the most classic and ruddy of Valencia, I spent four days of staking, meetings and updates software and, between each of these things, I have enjoyed good lunch and dinner, and the solace and guidance from good friends who have taught me their favorite spots on land to them, professionally or personally, are familiar and known.

Drop Alicante cold, full moon and clear sky in Valencia, I've stayed in worse hotels and best category, enjoyed breakfast buffets plentiful in crowded, restful night cold beer on the terraces at the foot of buildings yellow stone whose age is measured in centuries. As a gentleman, I had occasion to try a paella prepared in the Lagoon at the foot of the canals that surround the barracks, among the reeds and mud, and no time for comparisons, the day after eating a simple sandwich in an airport terminal or on the bank of a platform.

Again and again I have undone and redone my bag, and every time I sweep my room looked before leaving each hotel, not to leave it there otherwise forgotten wrinkled sheets , towels still wet or fogged mirrors. I have come and gone, greeted the smiling receptionist or winked at the attractive waitress, without the act passed in innocent fantasy. I slept alone, staring at the ceiling and white car lights reflected on it, until finally falling asleep, exhausted after a software change or quietly between the pages of a book. And I worked, worked and met my goals, because it is not the same be traveler traveler, although both have in common the atonement dynamic movement, the fleeting freedom of travel, with its beginning and its end is always known, so ... uncertain.