Life’s a beach

After the long day before we spent the next day on the beach. While I was taking in the cultural and historical beauty of Granada, Annemarie was supporting the Spanish economy. She went shopping in the nearby mall La Cañada. I just read this morning that Spain’s deficit reached 92% of their GDP. So they really need every Euro we can spare, it’s our duty as European citizen. Point is, we were both exhausted and needed a break.

I finished reading ‘The Song of Achilles‘ by Madeline Miller. Although I know of course the end of Patroclus and Achilles, I cried nonetheless. The last 50 pages of the book were super emotional. It deserved nothing less than a good cry.

This picture was done after my crying; as you can see I got a really nice tan.

Annemarie went for her long walk on the beach and brought back some pictures.

And another picture from the walk home. I love these flowers and have the blue ones on my balcony. Would love it if they could look as lush as here.

Dinner was as usual a relaxed affair. I even found time to take a picture of my plate. We had Italian night and the buffet was great.

We had an enjoyable evening. Can you tell? Yours, Pollybert