changes

I thought I would love five weeks away writing a book in Spain. I was wrong.

I write from the departures lounge of Barcelona airport waiting for a flight back to London. I was supposed to be in Barcelona for another two weeks at least. I cut my trip short by a week, then realised I couldn’t even wait that long and booked the next flight back to the UK.

It wasn’t supposed to be like this. I had planned the trip in summer – half wr…