Summer Vacation in Photos
“A good holiday is one spent among people whose notions of time are vaguer than yours.” 
John B. Priestly
Enroute – as my friend Julie says, always the best part, when the whole vacation is ahead of you:
Madrid with Alejandro and Ivan and their gift to Tin of a toy clarinet:
First night in Zahara de los Atunes – Tin sleeps in a big bed for first time:
This apartment is closer to Tata’s and closer to our place on the beach:
Tin continues to be known as “el alegria de la playa”:
Pablo becomes Tin’s first manny:
Tin grows more adorable each day but the binky proves he’s still my baby:
Oscar, Rodrigo. Miguel and Estefa take care of us in such grand gallego style that we want to leave ourselves in their hands forever:
We arrive to the virgen’s procession, Carmen, and it is Carmen who bewitches Tin:
No Tangiers this year (sigh), but we spend one night in Cadiz, a magical old city filled with fairytale parks:
I arrive at the profound realization that I have lived my whole life to get to these family moments:
The coast of light is not named that for nothing – the light is transcendent:
Pablo … the answer to quien es el mas guapo?:
Of course, Tin is vying for that title every moment:
Spanish excursions have no real beginning and no clear end in sight – Bolonia to see the Roman ruins:
The best part of the excursion is the chiringuito where dining with Andalusians is always a treat:
Tin thrives on the beach:
Every question I take with me remains a question – even the ants are complicit in this design:
Bye Bye Beach Blues playing on a clarinet near you:
Madrid overnight before we leave for home – Inma comes with a toy for Tin:
Enroute home – is it possible two weeks have gone by?:
As the survey said, LOVE is the priority – our suitcase is a kilo heavier with the heart-shaped rocks found on the beach:
