I biked for about two full hours, and it felt great the whole time, even though there was a very strong wind coming back, so strong that at times it seemed I was making no progress at all.
On the way, I'd seen something I wanted to show Marjorie, so after a nice lunch at a deli with mom and dad, we went out by ourselves.
This was what I'd seen:


What it was, of course, was thick, forestlike palm trees. The kind of thing we were expecting in Elche, but never saw.
Compare:
This is Florida:

This is Spain:

Which one would you call a "grove" and which one a "forest?"
Take that, Elche!

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