It’s 31 degrees at 6 in the evening. I’m sitting at Haagen-Dazs under umbrellas that spray cool water, eating the most shockingly expensive (delicious!) banana split in some sort of catatonic bliss. Bells are clanging somewhere and a romantic European pedestrian scene is playing out in front of me. Granada is a lovely city…But I [...]
Travel notes: 10 – 15 August
There’s snowfall back home in Wellington: It’s scorching in Andalusia. It’s my second week at Cortijada Los Gázquez and things have changed a little. There’s been a series of sad goodbyes as people have left. It’s most noticeable at supper when I’ve missed the banter of certain English and American friends (you know who you [...]
Travel notes: 8 – 9 August
If you asked me what my perfect day looked like, I would have answered – some running; some yoga; some guitar, some reading; some writing…It’s my fourth day at Cortijada Los Gázquez and I’ve settled into a routine of perfect days. I wake at 7 and pull on running clothes. The house is asleep. I [...]
Travel notes: 5 – 7 August
I’m sitting outside in the shade with my back against the cool white walls of Cortijada Los Gázquez where I will be based for two weeks. We’re one thousand metres above sea level in a national park. From time to time I squint up at sharp blue skies. There’s an orchard of almonds in front [...]