The Torture
Odometer: 161136 We went to bed late yesterday and both had a bad night’s sleep. Perhaps it was due to the scary stories we had read abou


Published: 20.09.2026
Mileage: unchanged
We had a very calm and relaxing night and slept in. It was Saturday, after all.
When Sebb was woken up by the sun, it was just before eight. Nice when the clock runs a little slow.
While Sebb brewed coffee for breakfast, Ines made her way to the washing machine, as our laundry bag was quite full.
Today we had scrambled eggs for breakfast again; in Spain, eggs were rarely sold in packs of six, but mostly in dozens, so we still had some in the fridge.
When the washing machine was done and Ines had hung the laundry on the line, we packed our things and went to the beach, where we would spend the day.
The Atlantic was still quite cold, providing a nice opportunity to cool off after sunbathing on the beach.
As the hours passed, Ines listened to an audiobook and football, and Sebb wrote. First, he had to put into words the difficult and nerve-wracking day yesterday and then he produced this text.
In the evening, we returned to Gary; the day at the beach was, as hoped, very relaxing. For dinner, we prepared a salad and then it was off to bed.
