Someone mentioned Michener to me today and I suddenly remembered I had read The Drifters
in high school when we did a unit on the 60s. This book about the intertwining lives of six very different 20-somethings who meet in Torremolinos, Spain really spoke to my 16-year-old self and my desire to just sling a bag across my back and set off to see the world. Somehow I never did that, though. I seem to recall the young people meet up with an older guy in his 40s or 50s, so maybe it's never too late and I may yet find myself wandering through Spain looking for the Alamo bar.