A few days ago it was annouced that a frost would hit the city on Wednesday. The day past and we were sitting in the balcony, sweating with our sweaters on and wondering what happened with the cold as the sun shined to our faces.
Well, it turned out the news were half correct. The frost came today. We woke up at eight degrees Celsius (yeah I know, is not really a frost, but to us in Barcelona is tragic).
But the sun is softly shinning at we can still feel its warmth.
Mafe Roig 