A broken Shard - our last day in London I am not very well travelled, especially since I have moved to the UK. Most of my trips were back to Budapest, to see family. So, just like when I first moved to the UK I came to a brand new territory, I also missed the standard Spanish holidays everyone else was doing around me. Flying over the bare landscape of Andalucia on an August afternoon was a revelation and the heat that welcomed us (alongside with a cloud of merciless mosquitos) was a shock to our system. A barren landscape with a distant reservoir Within days we found out that my husband suffered from Skeeter syndrome (very allergic to mosquito bites) and that pharmacies in Spain were very expensive. Jeremy covered up The heat was relentless, but at the same time everything was beautiful, the blue sky, the glorious cascades of bright flowers against whitewashed walls, the beach with mosaic benches, the gliders descending from the breath takingly steep mountains....