Today we boarded a half empty coach and drove up some silvery, green mountains to las Cuevas de Valporquero. In Spain these are the largest caves that they let tourist explore.
On entering I found a tourist.
We descended. Outside the air was cold and blueish, Inside it was cold and orangey.
Stalegtites hang tightly, Stalegmites stand mightly.
We wondered a little and admired the views, ponies and small flowers.
A complicated flower.
A punk flower
A mean flower
The best sort of flower. Poppies.
