OK. This is getting depressing. Silly me thought I was going to enjoy a dry day of sketching and painting. Oh no. Since leaving Valencia (last year !) I think I've enjoyed just a single day without rain, or snow. This is not Spanish!
At least I managed to dry and wash my clothes. I'm not going mouldy anymore.
It is actually a serious issue. That fascist Policia Local who insists I'm breaking the law by sketching is an issue, but he's powerless compared to rain. I'm going to lose the plot with him. Pretty sure about that. Next time he tells me to stop sketching I'll simply offer my wrists and ask him to arrest me on a charge that I will take to the papers.
Internet cafes are dry, but not cheap here :(
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