Postcards postcards... (Meaning I bought them a long time ago and am just finding a post office now oops)
I walked along the beach and it was absolutely breathtaking, as all of the beaches in Spain have been thus far. The sunshine, the water, the sand... Man, I think this might be paradise or something. Maybe heaven?
I grabbed some zucchini and potatoes to boil for dinner (quick easy and delicious!) and watched Northanger Abbey to round out the day.
Just look how sassy Henry Tilney is, and tell me he's not the greatest ever:
He understands muslin, which means he must be dabomb.com.
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