In a perfect world, I’d have asked Fernando to pull the car over so I could set up a tripod and capture this Spanish sunset image the “right” way. Or perhaps, in a perfect world, we’d have been several kilometers to the right of this image in the middle of a field on a blanket eating Jamón Pata Negra, Lomo de Salamanca and drinking Rioja while watching this unfold. Instead, I simply stuck the camera out the passenger window and snapped blindly. It’s still perfect. And it was still a perfect day in Spain.

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