Decided I couldn’t come to Spain and stay cooped up in the house for the duration. So rose bright and early to catch the 7am bus. This of course meant getting up at 5:30, I know I know, but what can I say other than ‘I’m not a morning person.’ It normally takes me about 2hrs to get out of bed, I like to just lie there and dream of stuff.

I can feel my eyelids closing as I struggle to make sense of my words and thoughts, but everything is just jumbled up. So I’m going to do the sensible thing and hit the sack early for a change. Tomorrow is yet another day.

Latest pictures to follow tomorrow.