Contrary to Florence and the Machine's song "The Dog Days Are Over," here in Spain they have only just begun!
For starters, it's usually about 100 degrees here and living in a house with no air conditioning is making it absolutely UNBEARABLE.
However, part of me wonders if my argument would be different if I were in Florida right now with all of its lovely humidity and heat.
The "dog days" also refers to the ever growing political unrest I've witnessed since I've been here.
There have been many protests since I first arrived. According to my intercambio Melanie, the unemployment rate is at 23% and a rough estimate of about 5 million are out of jobs, herself included.
Melanie told me over coffee one day that the people here are, "tired of the corrupt government. They're tired of not being listened to and now we're doing something about it."
Well what exactly are they tired of?