Soggy

It’s been raining across the whole Iberian Peninsula since May 6. I’ve lost track of the number of times I’ve been drenched. I’ve now purchased an umbrella and a poncho, which haven’t kept the rain at bay but have kept me from repeating the soaking I had walking to the bus station in Sevilla (and the bus station in Córdoba, and …).

For the most part I’ve tried to soldier on despite the rain. The sun has come out for part of the day every day, and I’ve managed to get out during a dry spell. Jimena de la Frontera was the toughest; there’s really not a lot to do there other than walk around the castle ruins and the river.

Now I’m in La Línea de la Concepción, the Spanish town across the border from Gibraltar, and I can feel the days of walking around in the rain with inadequate rain gear catching up with me. (My first stop in Gibraltar today was at a pharmacy to pick up some cough medicine.)

So, time to take it easy and give my body an opportunity to recuperate. I’ve enjoyed the go-go-go of the past week, but it’s hard to maintain. On Friday it’ll be sunny again and I’ll be by the beach relaxing for a few days!