To escape the wet Dutch winter I headed down to the Spanish Sierra Nevada mountain range in ever-sunny Andalusia. Here I experienced firsthand where these “Mountains of the Sun” got their nickname from!
A rumour reached me about a remote lighthouse on a cliff, where one man spent his days in solitude. What was he doing there? Reflecting on his exsistence? Studying the secrets of the universe? Making toast? I aimed to find out.
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