Sunday, 8 September 2013
It's been a rough two days. I won't go into too much detail about yesterday (I probably will though), but basically the night before I got no sleep, couldn't get a hair appointment until Tuesday (due to siestas, fiestas and Sundays), and all the nice summer stuff had disappeared from the shops and been replaced with fuzzy hats and woolen scarves, what good are those to me? NO good, that's what they are. It's still ridiculously hot here in Spain, I don't get it, get out with your stupid fluffy warm stuff, OUT. Last night was horrific, the boat was rolling so badly, it honestly felt like it was going to just tip right over. So, basically, I haven't closed my eyes in over 48 hours (poor eyes, you should see them). It's not even 9am and so far I've fallen out the shower and hit my head (bad idea) and I've spilt a mug of boiling hot tea all over myself. The only thing to do when it's like this is to assume starfish position on the floor until it stops. I'm really happy this morning, radiating happiness.
