The first sight of Spain was intriguing, and although I have a poor sense of geography, I expected to see long, flat beaches and sand. This was not so. Mountainous peaks, grandiose cliffs and steep shorelines greeted our smiling faces, as we prepared the fenders and gangway for docking stations. Everybody was in high spirits because of the sunny weather in the preceding days to La Coruna. It was just before dusk when we pulled alongside the dock, so there was enough time for a quick jaunt into town to scope out restaurants and grocery stores.

The beach in La Coruna was fantastic, resplendent with fine sands, plenty of space and a water temperature that was finally tolerable. This was where most of everyone's time seemed to be spent, either going for a picnic, playing Frisbee, football, tanning or swimming. It felt good to be able to kick back and enjoy the sunshine.

While in port, we travelled to the nearby town of Santiago, which has been called one of the most beautiful cities in the world. Although the architecture was exquisite, the views were amazing and the markets were exciting, I don't think anything topped the hotel. It is quite astounding how much you miss the little things at home. I have never felt so good after a shower in my life! There was enough room in the bathroom for at least 5 people. I got to sprawl out on the bed and take up as much room as I could without smashing my head or limbs in to the walls or ceiling. Aah, luxury.

I think that my favourite thing about La Coruna were the musicians playing in the streets. The people playing music there were beyond belief. I got chills up my spine when I heard how much expression and passion these musicians were putting into their performances. They were playing with their souls, they weren't just playing for money, they were playing to express themselves. That's what real music is.

I learned from my experience in La Coruna that if you are passionate about something, and act on that passion, you can be successful at it.