In April 2009 my beloved and I set sail, quite literally, to start a new life in southern Spain. I say quite literally in the sense that it was almost literally, because, while we did travel by boat from England to Spain, it was one of those huge, unattractive ferry boats that pretends to be a cruise ship, and as far as I am aware, it had no sails.
After a couple of days and a night or two on the ferry, we landed in the north of Spain, and spent another two days, driving the length of our adopted country, until we could go no further without dropping into the sea.
Between then and now, we got married, I broke my ankle and spent months learning to walk properly again, my beloved started a career as a singer, I started running a rather anarchic quiz in one of our local bars, and we were found by probably the nicest dog in the world.
We live in a delightful pueblo blanco, one of the lovely white villages of Andalucia. We enjoy the local customs and food, we have made some great friends, and are slowly learning the language.
[Update Oct 2014: We have now moved to an even smaller place, a tiny hamlet called Fuente Amarga, still in Andalucia, but only just. New neighbours. new local customs to puzzle over, and outside space for growing things and keeping creatures 🙂 ]
[Update Jan 03 2016: Our final (we hope) move to a lovely old cortijo in the beautiful and fertile Almanzora Valley. An even smaller hamlet than Fuente Amarga, but not so inaccessible.]
This blog is a jumble of musings and observations, things I find interesting, occasional poetic outpourings, and contributions from Poppy, when she isn’t too busy doing ‘stuff that dogs do’ [Four years on, she hasn’t contributed anything but ideas]