Apartamentos over the Riu Onyar, Girona. Esp.

In anticipation of the 5 am alarm, I rose at 4 am and had some breakfast.  Fried tattie scone & a soft fried egg, on a slightly stale white roll.  Yes, I know, what a bon viveur I am.  Ugh! By the time we bussed & trammed it out to the airport I  was in trebble Gaviscon country.   Why do I do it?  Same reason that i drink too much beer - I'm  a greedy bugger at heart.
So, here we are again, travelling, and avoiding the threatened cold snap in Auld Reekie.
Currently sitting on our hotel room balcony (large) enjoying my share of a litre box ( yes philistine, I know. ) of vino tinto.  And jolly good it is too.  Temperature 18 Dec C, from a high of 29 Dec C this afternoon.
C uze ramorra.
G