Contact

Back home, we pined for Spain. It was sunny and beautiful, but it wasn't hot and raw. After a couple of days, I noticed something on Facebook, a message! It had come from Chuster's daughter, Crista,who spoke English and she wanted to make contact on behalf of Chuster. It was strange to be making contact via modern technology, it looked odd to see photos of the Spain that we knew being shared out into the world. We swapped hellos and gathered email addresses. Our plans of bringing lemons back to Britain seemed slightly closer.