Since my parents arrived, it’s rained at least a part of every day.
A drive in the foothills that ended in a walk in the rain.
A drive in the mountains that was blocked by snow in the pass.
Fri. 23rd-Sat 24:
A visit to cousins’ (without me) that had about an hour of sun.
Doing nothing and deciding to go to Spain.
A rainy drive and a light (rain-free) dinner in Tarragona.
A (rain-free) tour of Tarragona then a rainy drive to Pamplona.
A rainy drive through mountains then a (rain-free) tour of St Jean de Luz where Dad did some shopping.
Coffee with my cousin, a tour of a straw-bale house (on and off rain).
Packing up with the rain stopping long enough to move furniture to storage.
Perfect day after morning rain, taken up with packing, moving and driving to Bordeaux.
Rainy Bordeaux with a tour of the (dry and warm) Museum of Aquitaine.
Sounds dull doesn’t it? But we all actually had a good time. Other than the lack of sun, we had all we needed to keep time from dragging on forever: good food, good wine and good conversation.
Plus my parents are eternal optimists. Their favourite line the whole time was: "It looks to be brightening a little."
- It’s not worth wasting your time with boredom.
- Fun can always be had, even during the rainiest of holidays.