Yesterday my employers asked me to go and collect some furniture from a factory near to Albacete in Castilla la Mancha.
I travelled the 300kms round trip on a variety of roads, through some lovely scenery, and I didn't encounter a single traffic hold up the whole way. When I used to live in the UK the traffic was horible. Even the small back roads were crowded. It's much nicer driving in Spain.
The picture shows the main road between Yecla and Almansa at about 3pm. It's not very busy.
And today, brushing my teeth and listening to the news I'm pretty certain that there was an item that said transexuals can now have their identity documents changed to reflect their preferred sex without the need for any judicial process or sex change operation. That sounds like a pretty remarkable personal freedom to me for a country that only 30 years ago was ruled by a fascist dictator