Memo to all Americans: There exists a Spain that Hemingway never visited, and in many ways it is actually better than the one he did see. It is time American tourists move with Spain into the 21st century, to discover how its cultural richness transcends the peculiar outdated macho (dare I say Victorian English) Romanticism that Hemingway marketed. Spain is more than bullfights, flamenco dancers, hot-blooded (European) southerners, and glasses of sherry.
|A shop in Pamplona that capitalizes off|
the huge Hemingway tourism there.