How I fell a little out of love with Spain: Part 2, The Food
It's a funny thing, blogging. I was so excited when I started and thought I'd be writing non stop but then life got in the way, I went overseas, and stopped. I have thought many many times about what I want to write about but this is the first time I've actually sat down to WRITE IT. Today I have already rearranged the outdoor furniture (which I'm thrilled with, by the way), unclogged the pool vacuum in nothing but my undies because I was too lazy to find a cozzie, hung out the clothes naked (we don't have neighbours), wasted time on Fakebook, and am now sitting here, still naked in this blissfully quiet house, loving the fact that I...