From a snowy Chicago, a quick invitation to help an incredible person and give yourself a chance (or a downpayment :)) towards coaching with the very woman who 5 years ago got me to believe I could live in Spain:
I owe you a thoughtful post on Michael Schwass but until I can get you that:
Sail [...]
You really haven’t lived till you’ve typed your fingers bloody in your home office, working away at a business utterly, hopelessly “domestic”…..
while singing Joaquin Sabina’s Pacto Entre Caballeros at the top of your lungs.
MUCHA MUCHA POLICIA
MUCHA MUCHA POLICIAMUCHA MUCHA MUCHA MUCHA
Here, sing along.
If you don’t know the tune or, say it isn’t so, the artist, [...]
So here’s the thing.
I am alive. I am well. I am also laptop-less, DSL-less and buried beneath boxes and paper and crinkled up packing tape.
And I am in Chicago.
I have a lot to write, and a long list of entries I’ve been eager to get writing, but it would seem I am meant only to [...]
photo from 20 Minutos
All of Spain has a date with history.
So reads the headline at Yahoo.es sports today.
And at 20 Minutos?
Only 4 hours left…
At 8:45 tonight, Spain, yes that Spain of the inexplicable if endearing insecurity complex, plays Germany in the finals of the EuroCup. That’s futbol, americans.
The last time Spain won the EuroCup, [...]
Ermita de Santa Ágata, ArrésAs you’ve read by now, I just spent 17 days volunteering as a hospitalera in the pilgrim’s albergue in Arrés, a town of 15 inhabitants lying along the Aragonese stretch of the Camino de Santiago.
With Ferran, my charming Tarragonese partner, I welcomed pilgrims stopping for a warm word and a cold [...]
