Spain haiku

To parks and through dry city arches— Atocha train station Doves of heaven or large lanky Grecos— lost in the Prado White Franco tourism with the odd goatherd— Mijas An old hippy trail straight to Lennon's door— Gibraltar Gypsies shacked up in a sacred mountain— the Alhambra Fat tourists or Boteros in Lisbon square— good morning! Two leaves for bitter, one for sweet— rich man's fountain Catalonian heat— wind turbines stuck at 12:20