The long drive home

Which was actually a long drive then wait at the airport then fly home all of which compounded into a not particularly morning to early afternoon due the the large amount of Sangria drunk on the last night. I was feeling better by the time we arrived at Madrid, a six hour drive from our beach, and on the way we managed to take a couple of snaps of these huge black bulls which are slightly larger than a big billboard but have no obvious brand with them but still worthy of a photo due to their large size and mysteriousness (though we later found out they advertise a brand of Spanish brandy).

It was pretty disheartening to have to be travelling back to England after such a great week of fun and holiday but the following seven weeks till the end of the year have flown by. And sorry but yes this is the end, it would have been much more exciting had I not been in the back of the car feeling sorry for myself all the way back!