Looking at nostalgic summer photos and wishing I was there, at those stunning beaches of the Costa de la Luz. When you live in the mountains, like I do, sometime you long for a flat horizon for a change, which makes you breathe differently. How would it be to live here, I often think, before heading back to my little valley in the mountains again. I guess I will never know. And that’s okay, it’s good sometimes to cherish dreams.
