147/365: Everyone's vote counts

Today is Election Day in Spain, for mayors and city government. I went with House while he voted. In Spain, there are no machines, neither computers, nor butterfly ballots nor the quaintly outdated but functional machines we use in NYC. He explained to me that in the past he's seen some old people get very emotional during the act of voting, since until the death of Franco in 1975, there was no such thing as voting here. He also told me that he's seen old people ask for a stamp indicating that they'd voted, even though those stamps are usually only necessary for workers who get a couple of hours off during the day to prove that they actually went to vote.