When I asked my friend what the weather was like in her town at that time, she replied: ‘If it's sunny, we wear T-shirts, and if it's cloudy, we put on winter jackets.' And it's really true.
For the entire week, dark clouds hung over Benicàssim, clinging to the mountain peaks surrounding the town. Between the rain showers, I occasionally ventured out for a walk to keep exploring the town.
On weekdays, the city is almost empty. It is very similar to the height of the COVID epidemic.
But even in cloudy and windy weather, we go to the sea. My friend has lightweight folding chairs. The main thing is that it doesn't rain. Small planes and helicopters are always flying over the town and the sea. It's disturbing every time. I know I'm safe here, but I can't help it.
It's very sunny and warm today. I went for a walk along the sea by myself. I walked by the water, listened to the sound of the waves and watched millions of little sparkles play on the waves.
Time flies. I don't think I want to leave this place ...
Thanks to 
Cheers,
One more post. Another small victory over myself.
