The Plaza de Espana is a pretty special place. It is a very important historical site here on Guam, though I won’t go into great detail on that history right now.
This one morning, it called to me when I was waiting for the post office to open. There were 15 minutes for me to indulge in a bit of adventure, so I decided to have a visit.
I parked by the back entrance and slowly made my way through the place. I felt a magical presence the entire time I was there. Maybe it had to do with the time of day, early in the morning, when the air was still cool and the birds were alive and talkative!
I’ll let the photos tell the rest of the story…