Well, the predicted week of sunshine proved to be accurate. The temperature remained in the mid to high twenties with barely a cloud to be seen. Of course, it was medically important to keep up a steady intake of cold San Miguel beer (and a few glasses of Alandra, Rob) but it was worth the effort. I managed to offset the fine dining---from sea bass to suckling pig---with at least a couple of swims in the pool every day. The whole week was bliss, apart from the owner of the local bar taking 20 euros off me at cribbage. Bastard.
Okay, back to work tomorrow. What do I do again?