We’re in Valencia for the weekend, on a much-needed break from the grey skies in Cambridge. Emmie is saying “hola”, now, and loves nothing so much as a tall glass of cold orxata. She also had her first taste of hot chocolate and bunuelos, which was followed with an immediate, unsurprising reaction of “Mama, more, Mama more!” repeated three hundred and seventeen times.
Neat city, Valencia. More soon.

















