Such a beautiful horizon...

Setting up a life in London was one of the hardest things I've ever done, but 7 months on- I wasn't ready to leave. I was broke as hell the whole time I was there, but determined to go back to Barcelona before I left Europe. So my friend Toni and I caught a cheap flight, picked up a car at the airport but couldn't find any accommodation that first night. We drove for what felt like hours in the dark, unfamiliar countryside, hoping to find the coast so we could sleep on the beach. Sometime after midnight we gave up and slept in the car in an orchard. We woke, stiff and sore, to find we were only 500 meters from the sea. This photo was taken that morning, at dawn.