Got charged just over £4 for a coffee at the airport, I'd be outraged if it weren't for the nearby lady crying down the phone about Ryanair's ruthless back size quotas that are designed to just rinse people from their hard earned cash. Can't complain about the actual flight though, we got to Spain just fine and the book I was reading carried me through the whole trip. Mostly I had my nose deep into the short story of Babette's Feast, a film I cherish and the original story is just as powerful. I could just about get away with blaming the plane's overcranked air conditioning on why my eyes got a bit teary.
Touched down with Rebecca's family who were awaiting us in the arrivals lounge. Day one was a real settle in day, the only big outing was one to the local superstore, but I love foreign supermarkets so I had the time of my life. I also clocked it has been about 7 years since I last stayed in Rebecca's Parent's Spanish home. Another lifetime ago.
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