Memory Post #801: 3 September 2012
First morning on a trip to Spain with family.
We'd travelled quite early; I remember chatting to a random guy at the airport, who had been on our flight, and then while we sat down to eat in hotel, the awning above us fell down and hit me on the head.
I don't know if that accident was more painful or embarrassing because it drew attention and muttering, and it was all about me.
In the afternoon, we had a trip to Mijas.