I do think I'm the only person in Spain enjoying this abrupt change in temperature. All the Spaniards are crying and whining and running for the shade. Which is hilarious because if they were in Southern Georgia I know they'd be dead for sure because unlike being in the shade in Spain, the shade in Georgia doesn't help the heat one bit.
Patio at Jorge's Uncle's house where we ate Sunday lunch.
Happiness = not being under 4 layers of clothing.