At the English cemetery of Denia, Spain, there is an inscribed stone marker with a poem by John Dos Passos, “How Fine to Die in Denia.” It’s rhetorical; my grandfather died in Baltimore. Dos Passos saw Denia during a 2-week trip along the Mediterranean coast of Spain, buy dostinex in usa from Christmas 1916 to early January 1917. It was a pleasure trip, an exploration. His trip took him all the way from Cartagena to Tarragona. Some of the journey was on foot and some on train. He was a hell of a walker.