After refusing to go to sleep last night till she had watched two episodes of Spanish Simpsons she was feeling a little cranky today. So, despite sitting in Botin, the World's oldest restaurant in the world (check the Guinness book of records!!!) she wasn't impressed with the short wait for her gazpacho and their signature suckling pig! It was bloody lovely.

A long nap while we walked the length of the city (stopping off at an Asian street food hall for a beer) meant she was ready to run wild and burn off the pig at the beautiful Parque Retiro.

It looks like another Simpson marathon is on the cards tonight. Luckily we have beer (alcohol free me of course) to keep us sane this evening.