I love...
... waking each morning beside the woman I love and watching the sun rise through our window
... listening to the early morning chattering of the birds in the olive tree in our garden
... hearing the church bell chime Ave María at half past eight each morning
... eating breakfast in a busy bar with local workers

... nattering with my Spanish neighbours about the weather and the cost of living
... being treated with kindness, respect and trust by the locals
... being known as the *guiri that speaks good Spanish
... knowing personally the local cops and my bank manager
... going foraging for firewood up the mountain near our house
... not having to wear socks from April to October
... relaxing in the pool after a hard day’s work
... visiting one of the many pueblos blancos, each of them a gem
... going for a paseo in the early evening and then for tapas with friends
... before going home to the woman I love and watching the sun set behind the mountains

What don’t I like?

I can’t think of a single thing...

© Paul Whitelock

* For a definition of guiri, click What is a guiri?