Days 256-261, 23-28 Feb '15, Fuengirola and Alhaurin el Grande, Spain. Just the other day, someone close to us asked us what we planned on doing for our next retirement... in say 20 years time. Which made us take a teensy step back and smile a lot - as we're having such a cracking time with this "retirement" and aren't even sure what we're doing in 3 months time. Let alone 20 years. At this point the novelty of tripping about together again has not yet worn in...

Days 249-255, 16-22 Feb '15, Fuengirola, Costa del Sol. We've been here a little over a week and the time has just flown. It's funny to think that most of the Irish holiday makers on the flight down with us will have gone home by now. We are so lucky that we can flit about for a week just enjoying each day as it comes. Aside from one day of teeming rain that thoroughly watered the garden, it's essentially already Summer. Yesterday was Saturday Flea Market and...

Days 242-248, 9-15 Feb '15, Chilling out in Enniscorthy, Massive Travel Day (12th) and getting into the Spanish swing of things again... Tapas anyone? Last week passed in a blur of sheer laziness. Culminating on Wednesday when we literally did not leave the hotel. Breakfast... movies... packing... movie on TV... packing... dinner and so on. Super restful. Which is lucky because we finally left Ireland on Thursday, eventually. It's only a 3 hour flight from Dub...

Day 241, 8 Feb '15, Enniscorthy "Travel Day" - Across this very bridge to one of the best deals ever. Ever. When we were last in Ireland (October 2012) they were still in the grip of the recession and B&Bs of superb standard were around€45 a night (maximum). This time around €60 seems to be the going rate - so A$65 vs. A$90 per night. Quite a jump. Our last couple of nights were €60/night but the highlight was hanging out in an eclectically decorated...

Day 240, 7 Feb '15, Enniscorthy town - the Farmers' Market, Pugin's Cathedral and the castle by night. We had a cosy night in the B&B - utter luxury to have the radiators pumping out heat, heat and more heat. Our breakfast at the Cotton Tree Cafe was a huge treat. When I asked the waitress what we could have from the menu as we were guests upstairs, she said "Anything". Them be fighting words missy! We both found the biggest luxury of course was having it...