Sant Pol De Mar, Spain has brought many surprises within our arrival. One of which includes the beach which is conveniently located right out our front door. The first day we got to Spain, the sand on our beach had been super high, showing no evidence of rocks lying beneath the sand’s surface. Then a few days passed, and we were expecting rain. It rained almost all night, but we didn’t think much of it, that is until we took our first look at our beach. (At this point I wouldn’t even call it a beach.) Most of the sand had washed away into the sea so that you couldn’t walk down the stairs to take a leisurely walk of the beach. Instead, you would walk down the stairs and find that there is a small cliff leading to a bunch of exposed large rocks. The beach had barely any sand, instead, all the beach was, was gigantic sharp rocks. Yeah, I didn’t even think about going down there for a little while. (⪰ᗜ⪯)
Eventually, though, the sand started coming back. (Much to my liking because I wanted to go back onto the beach.) There are still a few larger rocks that have yet to be buried, but that’s ok! I mean, if I can get onto the beach, I am fine. In all, though, Spain has been a spectacular place, and I’ve yet to wait for what will come next!
You can’t buy happiness, but you can buy a plane ticket, and it’s kind of the same thing! ✈️🙃