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
Trying to catch up on posting…I start writing and then I get distracted or fall asleep before I resize and upload pictures…anyway, this one’s from Friday. So tonight I’m cooking dinner for Teresa and Telmo. They were so nice to invite me the other night, … Continue readingAvgolemono and stop motion
Today I had my first dip in the gorgeous Atlantic in the Bahía de La Concha (Kontxako Badia). It’s been raining every morning since I got here, with bright breaks of sunshine just as I start work, so I haven’t really had a chance to … Continue readingSwim the world!
Today was the first day it wasn’t raining when I woke up so I grabbed Teresa’s bike and rode to the city center. The bike path system here is really top notch, and the city is set up quite nicely for bikers, cars and pedestrians. … Continue readingHow many miles do I need to bike per pintxo?
Si, si, por hombre. They don’t really look like mandals, but apparently my feet are just too big to fit in ladies sandals here. I think my feet might be a 42 in Europe and every shop I went in just stopped at 40. Anyway, … Continue readingI bought man shoes today
Holy jalapeño margaritas and jet lag batman, but I just slept for almost 15 hours which I haven’t done since Phil’s wedding. And believe it or not, that was mostly travel exhaustion and jet lag after being awake for like 48 hours straight. I really … Continue readingHola San Sebastián!
Don’t worry, I’m not learning German now. I’m here in Frankfurt Airport, der flughafen, with a freakin’ five hour layover and, I’m not kidding, it smells like it’s filled with dirty, dusty, severely bath-challenged people. I’ll tell you, it’s very hard to sleep with that … Continue readingHermann’s, Hier Gent’s Um Die Wurst