A Day At A Time.

By ElCid

Tormenta

It raged for most of the night, apparently right over my head.

And this morning it was still doing its thing out at sea.

But compared with driving home tonight, that was just a gentle shower.  The road from Estepona to near home was a dirty brown river, the roundabouts islands in a dark swirling sea.  The rain so heavy, I could barely make out the hazard lights of the car in front.

Good for the reservoirs though!

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