Sun, sea and sour notes.

 I see I have been chided for flying.  Apparently the biggest thing most of us can do to help the planet at present,  is to change how our pension is used - and I have not actually shifted my few pennies.  I could virtue signal at this point the things I do instead, but I will just imply them as of course I do things to offset my flights.   I have had people who have five kids have a go at me for flying and people with no kids.  And of course I do not feel especially happy these days to fly,  but weirdly the whole of humanity is not resting on my few flights.  I think there are more things at play here, but at some point I will probably be drummed out of the green movement for having the audacity, like the oranges I eat for example,  to fly from time to time.    In fact I have just flown home from Spain just now and I was going to share some wonderful things about Spain and the sun, and the food and the friendships made, but a sour mood has come over me when I realise my only reader has not disappeared and is as warped as ever so time maybe, especially as this blog is really just a nice way for me to remember things,  to recall no one cares what I have done -  my life is too little.  I am stupid to keep a record of it anyway and I do not enjoy the comments, but it does help me remember.    

So, rather than a detailed happy blog, just a few words just a few celebratory pictures from a very good time.   Well done, Diane, you have saved yourself some reading. 

                                                     La Alberca, just after the snow in my first week. 

                                         Some of the more serious runners at the Valencia Marathon. 

El Parmar, the rice growing area, just outside Valencia. 

City of Sciences. 

Colon Market Christmas scene, Valencia

Water ceremony Valencia

Alicante market place. 

In Torrevieja with JC. 

Johnny in Torrievieja

Alicante

Madrid Plaza Mayor

La Alberca

Madrid, Tribunal first stop.