Okay, this is my last night in Spain and I am not looking forward to the next 24 hours. I made a last minute change to my month-in-Spain-plans to visit my friend Max who lives on the French border with Switzerland, and because we all … Continue readingSpain, blablacar and France…part deux
I came home last night to a bunch of comments from my nephew and it inspired me to finish this up. I should have turned comments on sooner, but I just get so much xanax, handbag, penis-enlargement and mail-order bride spam that I just turned … Continue readingFlashback…Spain, blablacar and France
I know this looks like an advertisement for an Asian escort, but it’s not. It’s my last night in Athens and I just got back to my hotel after a long day of Athenian hill walking and swimming and archaeology and museuming and I was … Continue readingIt’s China Wok Time!
I really want to finish writing about Spain and France, but just have to post some pics of Greece before I go to sleep. It’s really great to be back on this crazy island after 12 years. Seeing friends, archaeologists and museum guards I haven’t … Continue readingWacky morning in Paros, Greece, just like old times
It feels so wrong to still be posting about Spain after spending close to a week in France and now sipping a nasty ass instant frappe (oh how I missed these!) from a boat in the middle of the stunning Aegean Sea. I can’t believe … Continue readingTxotx! Txakoli! and flying buttresses
I started this one last weekend, but I was too exhausted after the weird festival that never ends and then just couldn’t find time during the week. I am going to roll three of these out before I leave for France on Sunday. Okay, I … Continue readingYes, Virginia, there is a cider museum
I’m gathering that “Karmengo Jaiak” means Saint Carmen in Euskera. I think my Basque name might be Xatriciago. So, I’m not doing much on purpose here during the week. Even though I start work later in the day, I do still have to get back … Continue readingKarmengo Jaiak, the Festival of St. Carmen
That’s probably because there aren’t any here to terrify and torment me. Reason #5 why I sleep better in Spain. Just have to share this…yesterday, my friend Leanne commented about how the squirrels that surround my treehouse apartment in the Bronx are probably partying it … Continue readingOh no, I forgot about the squirrels
My love affair with the San Sebastian urban bike path is officially over. WARNING: bike path tirade begins now. Why oh why do people walk, stand, kiss, juggle, or do any other non-forward-motion-related activity on designated bike paths? I was so impressed with the design … Continue readingBike path rage