You must believe in spring

The greatest sort of irony is the one directed by nature. It was only yesterday I was talking about "Thursdays in the sun" and here I am now, looking at the storm outside my office window. Barcelona has suddenly become Galicia and according to the forecast we should expect worse weather than Glasgow over the next long weekend. We may be bored but the meteorological phenomena are doing their best to keep us on the edge.

Rain is not necessarily bad for Catalunya, or Spain in general. Actually it's exactly the contrary as the continuing drought has forced local authorities to buy water from France or import it from other, less deprived regions of the country during the warm and busy summer months, when Barcelona is infested with tourists. So rain should be more of a blessing than a curse, even in the middle of May.

Nonetheless, a long weekend seems like it's going to be ruined by rain, wind and cloudy skies. Hopes for sunbathing, climbing or trumpet playing in the parks are slowly dissolving and until the sun makes a shy appearance from behind these clouds we can only hope that the light is somewhere over there.

We -simply- must believe spring.