We were feeling rather fed up of living under a blanket of uniform grey sky, so we headed off to Spain to get some sunshine and, well, daylight really. There was a cloud one morning, the only one we saw, so I grabbed my camera! Our resort town was in full summer swing and on Saturday night we headed down to the beachfront.
This photo was taken about 10pm, and the locals are just coming into town, there are still a few folks on the beach, and we were a little surprised to see no-one in the sea.
We had already walked up the North Beach promenade where the resident sand sculptors were doing their best to remind us northern europeans, of the cold weather we had left behind, and that the same weather was waiting for our return.
We had originally planned to do some more walking, but the weather seemed quite hot, and as there had been some fires in the countryside north of us in Tarragona. We agreed to chill out by the pool instead!
Flying back over the Pyrenees and Andorra, we saw lots more snow than is usually visible in July, and it made me think about getting away for some summer skiing.
