Getting up at dawn to make his bed. Scrubbing. Cleaning. Washing. Feeding him.

Never did I think I'd succumb to the world of domesticity. But just one look in his big brown eyes and I am smitten. It's all worth the effort. Don Fernando the donkey has captured my heart.

It will be difficult to tear myself away tomorrow, but I'll try to come back another year. The past week has been so much more fun and rewarding than sitting on a beach. Though I could have done with just a couple of lie-ins.

We're heading into town tonight for a paella party. My one and only chance to let my hair down (literally) and wear clothes that don't stink of manure. Can't wait!