I Like The Way You Burke It

The sun rises here around 7:30 so we usually get up around 8:30 and if we are really lazy like this morning we get up at 9. This is still several hours before anything Spanish gets started so we don’t feel as lazy as we really are. The dogs sleep in a twin bed in our second guest room and when we wake up we call for them and they BOUND into our bed like they haven’t seen us in ages and ages. And for this, all human should get a dog.

Anyway, because there is no grass for us to let the dogs out on we immediately get dressed and walk them about three minutes to Playa Chorrillo to let them out. This is not our closest beach but it is great for Foxy and Neena because it is confined by two giant boulders so they run free but not get too far. This is my favorite time of day. We assess the water from here every morning and try to judge what kind of day it will be…which is not always obvious on the Mediterranean.

Foxy has taken to surfing and she is hysterically very good at it! The first break of the waves is decently large but after her first leap over it a few weeks ago she couldn’t care less. Neena, on the other hand, will not under ANY circumstances cross that first break. She would rather scavenge the beach for something dead and nasty to eat.

And yes, the water is cold. Blood chilling cold. But the Nordic tourists seem to think it is bath water…they are the only fools to go in the water right now. And Wells, of course.

Here are photos of Playa Chorrillo –a.k.a – OUR BEACH – and Foxy surfing.

	Wells and Foxy argue over the stick.	This is all very exciting for Foxy.	Neena would rather scavenge the beach for something nasty to eat.