Today I woke up to sounds of intense grunting outside my window in Salamanca. I’m living smack dab in the middle of the old city center, so as sounds go, I’ve heard everything in the past few days. The grunting was accompanied by regular bursts of applause and cheer.
It took me a while to scrape myself off the bed and go look outside.
I discovered that a marathon was taking place under my window. The runners were grunting, and the spectators were clapping and cheering them on.
In the photos, you can see the views from my window here in Salamanca. I didn’t take pictures of the marathon because that would be creepy.
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