One of my favourite things about being in Spain (even if it is the Spanish Islands)- is the flowers. They’re a lot like those from home!
Here is a gif of it being windy. You’re welcome.
We spent most of New Year’s Day of 2015 in a car, heading to the small Moroccan desert, Erg Chebbi, that borders Algeria. What’s the bet that I won’t get through this blog post without accidentally writing ‘dessert’ instead of desert eh?
These Spanish are Crazy Asterix!
I sometimes get the feeling that Berliners aren’t really into the idea of any other German city. When you ask them where to visit, they suggest London over Leipzig, although if pushed, you can usually get ‘Hamburg, Freiburg, Dresden’ out. Andy uses the word parochial, but he is pretentious….
There’s a lovely Australian children’s book called ‘Where the Forest Meets the Sea’. The beaches at Playa de Ingles are ‘Where the volcano meets the sea’.
Fes is so far away now that the memories are starting to shift about. I’ll try to stick to the true plot.
AJI AJI AJI!!
So, Bathroom is next on the list..
So, whaddaya think of our new kitchen?