Bra sett Amund, vi är vid San Sebastian! Nu, den kanske viktigaste frågan, vilken viktig person var ombord?
Mr. Degrelle describes the story of his escape from Oslo and his various brushes with would-be abductors with such relish and dramatic detail that it is difficult to know how much credence to give it.
He says that the plane that carried him on the day the war ended made its way without charts to the coast at San Sebastian, where it ran out of gasoline and crashed on the beach.
His wounds, which kept him in a hospital for 15 months, saved him from immediate extradition, he said. Then Franco, whom he met on a three-week visit in the Spanish Civil War, came to his rescue. ''He ordered my expulsion but he told me about it. He gave me false papers to go into hiding and threw in 25,000 pesetas.
https://www.nytimes.com/1983/05/20/worl ... -past.htmlLeon Degrelle is living very well these days and at first glance one might take him for a retired businessman, one of the thousands who come down from northern Europe for the easy life in the Spanish sun.
He has a comfortable villa tucked away in Torreblanca on the Costa del Sol and an apartment in Madrid with a gardened terrace that overlooks an elegant boulevard. It is decorated with Roman antiquities from southern Spain - vases, sculptures, chariot decorations and tear vials - displayed in glass cases.
''Above all, I live for beauty,'' he said in an interview in a cultivated, slightly world-weary tone. Seventy-seven years old next month, he has combed-back, receding hair and a spreading paunch so that he can no longer fit into his SS uniform, which is kept in a closet.