And now, the end is near

Last walk down to the beach. 
The 18.30 flight means that we have time for a last batch of churos and a last swim in the Atlantic-that-does-not-hurt-you-with-thousands-of-little-icy-spikes. 
When we get through Arrivals in Dublin airport, surprise! Pepe is here. Unannounced. 
And then we leave the terminal and (even bigger) surprise! The sun is here. Unannounced also. For the longest day of the year. 
And when we arrive home, Mimi and Finn's school reports are there, waiting for us. And after reading them I am proud. And a little disappointed that there kids described therein are not (totally) the ones who were at times moaning and bickering on the beach, in the car, on the ferry, in the mercadona, in the tapas bar. Sometimes school reports read like a Hollywood movie plot line. Too good to be true..