I wish I was...
Quite honestly, I wish that I was in Europe. Instead, I'm stuck in the raspberry fields here at home.
I could spend the 30°C days in the raspberry fields wishing that I was elsewhere, or I could spend them travelling through Spain and Portugal, or Italy, or Hungary, Turkey, and Romania. What am I doing? I don't think that I should have left Europe so soon. But there's always another time, right?