We didn’t have much sun this past week in Spain. According to Douglas, our Gibraltar guide, Spain received 55% of its average total year’s rain by mid-January! But we had such an amazing time, regardless. And the moments where sun sliced through the rain clouds were so beautiful it didn’t even matter.
On Thursday morning we were out early, at sunset, with the rest of the area’s sun-seekers. It seemed like everyone had a dog who was an expert ball-hound or stick-hound. Or sun-hound, an expertise that is not species specific, especially that morning after all of the rain.
Calm. Quiet. Those are the only appropriate words I can think of for that morning.
Andalucia. Southern Spain. Costa del Sol. What a little paradise.