We've made it! We've arrived on the sunny Costa Brava for New Year, or
Noche Vieja as Mr B's family term it.
And what a difference a year makes. Last year when we bombed down to the Costa we ran into frosty weather at home and blizzard conditions up in the mountains of the Haute Roussillon. This year we saw massive floods across North Wales and not a smidgen of the white stuff anywhere. Along the length of our journey the weather felt unseasonably warm, and now, down here on the Costa Brava, it's sunny and a balmy 18°C this morning.
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| Dublin Bay lighthouse in the dawn light |
My heart goes out to all those poor folk in the North of England with flooded homes. I really hope that Storm
Frank doesn't add to their woes later today, although the weather reports from home don't seem to hold out much hope on that front.
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| Being overtaken by Irish Ferries' Dublin Swift ... |
I'm grateful to have escaped grey skies and rain. Christmas in Ireland was a very soggy event weather-wise. Normally we go for a nice long walk to work up an appetite for our huge Christmas lunch, but it was just too wet this year. My father had a walk up Lumford's Glen planned. It's a route he's recently rediscovered. He used to go up that way a lifetime ago with his grandma when we was about Emi's age, so it would have been lovely if he'd been able to do it with his grandson in tow on Christmas Day, but it was raining cats and dogs so we had to give it a miss.
It's been a long journey but, sitting here on the terrace with the sun on my face and the Wonder Dog at my feet, I'd have to say that it was
totally worth it. It's certainly not bikini weather, but just having blues skies and sunshine is a tonic for the soul.
All the best for now,
Bonny x
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