The rain in Spain stays not only on the plain but all over Spain. The rain in Spain comes as a sudden downpour, as a steady pitter-patter, as a continuous drizzle. The rain in southern Spain comes off the Atlantic as a fierce squall that could drown a stately galleon. The rain in Spain comes every day.
If I’d known five weeks ago what I know now – see above – I would have brought a pair of purple wellies and had dry shoes and feet. My travel companion would not have to cover her schoolbag and purse in used plastic grocery bags (photo). I would have brought a golf umbrella instead of a tiny travel one. I might even had stayed home!
But hey it’s Spain, it’s Spring and if this rain won’t stop today or manana it’s bound to be soon. Tell me that’s true!
I feel for the men who will, for hours, be carrying the sacred images through the wet streets this coming week of Semana Santa. The forecast is for rain and more rain next week for these processions but I hope it will be revised and my next post will be of crowds lining sunny streets honouring the march past of vivid coloured images.