The flight back home to Barcelona looms right around the corner. I cannot quite get my head around how fast my holiday has gone, how is it possible to wake up, lie in the hammock for what seems like 10 minutes, go for a little swim, and then suddenly it’s night time and time for bed, the fan not quite chasing the humidity away. I kick the sheets off and wake up it’s morning again, time for a little hammock and swimming!
Going back to beginning-of-the-school-year-September Barcelona, will be quite a shock. Slowly I am trying to slip in thoughts of work that needs to be done, and chores to be taken care of. Better thoughts turn to friends and shared coffees.
Now back to the hammock while there is still time!