Viva Espana?

So a few days after Dad's wedding, we were off to Spain to see Mum's holiday home there.
It's a wee place they got cheap, the idea being to rent it out to trusted acquaintances and hopefully have it pay for itself as much as possible, while giving the family someplace to go for a cheap break any time we've got spare.

Plan was to head over, get Mum to show us round the town, and hopefully have some fun at the same time.

Sadly, the weather was absolutely atrociuous so we spent most of the time bouncing off the walls, or eating out.
The eating out was great, but I really need to get some entertainment toleave over there - Playstation and some DVDs and board games.

My sister was in a foul mood for pretty much the entire time we were there, which spread a little bit to the rest of us... But the main point of the trip was to become acquainted with the area so when we go out ourselves we'll know where to go.

It wasn't a total disaster, but it could have been better.
I'll blame the weather for the atmosphere, anyway...

Up until the last morning, when the bastard sun was BLAZING - the morning when we visited the uncovered market.
Dunno what bugger was in the Weather Shed that day, but they need their atrse kicked.
Specially since the clouds came back right as we headed for the beach.


I bought meat.
LOTS of meat.
Woo.