I’m sure I put sun, sand and sea on the Job spec

“Shiiiit, I think it’s raining.”

This phrase is almost becoming a day to day event as we once again sit inside, sip coffee and stare at what can only be described as tropical rain batter Boa’s coastline. Normally this would be okay, if anything, it makes Spain feel more like home. Unfortunately I’m sure that I put sun, sand and sea on the job spec and not 100 days of rain. It turns out that Galicia has the second highest rainfall in all of Europe, and during winter its customary to hear “el tiempo es una mierda” wherever you go.

In Galicia rain is so compulsory, that during the winter last year when the climate decided to be a little reasonable and not rain for a few days the front page of the regional newspaper read ‘Drought hits Galicia.’

Galicia is basically trying its best to destroy the few stereotypes I had envisaged about Spain. I did not imagine, that whilst typing this, to keep myself warm, I would have to be wrapped in a duvet, wearing thermal socks, have the portable heater on full blast and to be looking very favourably at the skiing trousers I had just purchased.