I can't belive that only one week and a half I was lying on the beach caring about nothing. It honestly seems like it was only a dream and I never actually visited Spain. If there is such thing as feeling homesick, then I am holidaysick.
It was my first time going to Spain and I can already say I fell in love with this country *except for some service issues*. Maybe one day I will return there, who knows.
And also can we talk about that jellyfish pic I took? By the way, right on the first day of our stay I was stung by jellyfish. It hurt like a bitch. Now I have scar on my wrist, lol.
