Buenos dias, room 13!
Spain-a bubbly, golden pancake, surrounded by a blueberry sea. That was my first impression as we flew over the warm country that was our next stop. We caught a train from Valencia to Castellon de la Plana. It took us an hour to get there, and it would take us another 20 minutes to get to our house in Grao… and that when it was 28 degrees Celsius! The taxi dropped us off at a small cottage with 3 noisy dogs next door. A curtain of rubber strings hung in front of the wooden door, and all the windows had mozzy nets. It’s a three-bedroom house, and in contrast to Helsinki I can have my own room (yay!). Spain is very different to Finland anyway, because there everything is cool and green and forest-coated, and here everything is dry and red and bare. The people here talk loudly and all the time! There are over 20 dogs in our street, (including a pug who can’t bark properly,) and a beach 10 minutes away. The weather here is great and the water is warm, but the season‘s already over and there’s almost no one at the beach.
Hasta luego from Hanna.
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