Photo: Milla&Martine
Four days in Spain were in reality five days due to strike by the French air traffic controllers. Had to spend a whole day at the airport, so the last day, getting from a to b actually took me 14 hours. And of course, I managed to get sick the last day, so now I am back home with a fever, wishing so bad I could turn back time, just a little bit. I love the Spanish way: tapas, sun, cheap wine, beautiful language, but maybe not so much the whole mañana mañana thing. So yesterday.
:)
-Milla-
