Rojo

Meet Rojo, my acquisition from Alicante. He doesn't actually have a name, he's one of the many cool things in a shop called Callate de Boca but he's red, Rojo, so that's his name.

Back home in wet and windy Edinburgh after an eventful and expensive journey home.

We had all our flight details on our iPhones and when we were in a different time zone, the calendar unfortunately decided to be helpful by adjusting all the times of appointments in the calendar... So we turned up for our flight one hour late. Completely our own stupid fault of course, should have checked the boarding passes.

We ended up having to buy Ryanair flights home, 40 minutes before the flight was due to leave.. €506... Ouch, that's definitely a lesson learnt. Expensive and we had to give that scumbag Michael O'Leary our money. Grrr....