That was what Maggie shouted as we walked the local streets looking for a cheap housewares shop. "It's like being in a sauna."
It is remarkably humid today. Drops of sweat are running down my arms and onto the keyboard and the beads that form on my forehead suddenly coalesce into little rivulets that chase down the side of my nose, across my cheeks and down to the floor via my chin. Yet the temperature has been quite low, only 29ºC
Is this a one off or is our new seaport home going to be a bit stickier than our former Spanish residences?