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April 19, 2009
Mum, this is our best holiday in donkey's years
Forget those truculent mules on Blackpool Beach, Clover Stroud finds a donkey makes the perfect companion on a family walking holiday through Spain - amusing the locals, charming the children, and always happy to carry the picnic.
It isn't yet midday, and we're only an hour north of Madrid, but the physical memory of the cheap flight at dawn from Gatwick and plastic sandwiches eaten inappropriately early is far behind us. Above I can hear a skylark screaming in the endless deep blue sky, and behind me I feel the looming presence of the white peaks of the Guadarrama mountains. Apart from the skylark, there isn't much sound. My children, unfolded but still sleepy after the flight, are quiet as they walk beside me, and all I hear is the clop-clop of a donkey's feet on the track we're following through the foothills.
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Posted by News at April 19, 2009 08:28 PM