"Gosh, an unwanted admirer is watching me from one of the hotel balconies. I realise now how Goya´s majas must feel at El Prado..."
"Get out of my way! I´m armed with a sharped high-heeled shoe! You can´t
take this fluorised green scarf from my hands! - Summer sales, the battle is about to start...again."
High temperatures at noon are almost unbearable. Fortunately I´m at the beach. Kids are crying around me. Are they sobbing because I almost ran over them to get the last ice cream that was left at the stall? Or are they simply scared of seeing how I´m wolfing it down?
Gen being eaten alive by mosquitoes.
Summer is great!
Kiss of the Blue Sky y yo lo paso a las cuatro primeras personas que han comentado este post:) Bss!