…when as you are going to bed exhausted at 10.30 pm on a Saturday night, you glance out of the window and see that guests are just arriving at the party in the student flat opposite…
… when you get up to coax baby back to sleep at 5.30 am, and the last of the guests at the party opposite are just leaving…
…when you finally start your day at 7am and the hosts in the flat opposite are just going to bed!
Then again, when I lived in London we used to extinguish our house parties at 7 am too, the only difference being that ours started 2 hours earlier at 8.30 pm, proving perhaps, that the Brits party harder than the Spanish 😉
Notes from Spain by Ben Curtis 