Here is a photo taken in southern Spain. I stopped for an ice-cold Coca-Cola on the way from Vejer de la Frontera to Gibraltar. In the background, across the strait is Africa. This is the edge of Europe, where one continent ends and the other begins.
Coca-Cola is my favorite soft drink, and I taste the local mix wherever I happen to be. It varies slightly from country to country, even town to town. In Spain, I understand that real sugar is used instead of corn syrup. The flavor is exceptional, the carbonation fantastic, and refreshment divine. For all the talk of wine being a popular refresco in Spain, I noted plenty of Coca-Cola being served, much of it in returnable bottles. It is interesting to find this American icon in so many locales. From Jamaica to Switzerland, Aruba to Canada, Cozumel to California, I have yet to be somewhere without it.
No matter what the location, I have a photo of myself taken with a can or bottle and keep an archive. Over the coming years I’ll be expanding the photo archive to include the people who serve and sell this beverage. With each photo I’ll include a brief description of them or a quote they would like attached.
As always, ENJOY Coca-Cola, ICE-COLD.
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