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The One With The Broken Foot
... have to spend yet more time at my parent house. Don't get me wrong, I do love them but staying in the middle of nowhere with no transport and a broken foot for a few weeks is going to be fairly trying on us all I think! I think I may need to pay another visit to Leicester for a few days....Who has a spare sofa?!
Joelle, bless her ever-lovely small cotton socks, still wants to come out next weekend so I am looking forward to that and hoping to ...
Home in Lleida
... we were off to dinner in a local's joint with traditional checkered table clothes and Catalan standards like papa brava and baby octopus in tomato sauce. The night was finished off in true Spanish style at half past three in the morning at a local smoky bar with dim lighting and solid wood chairs. And this was on a weeknight. Our timing could not have been better as it was election time and we had the benefit of the company of an expat and her Spanish husband ...
One good mont deserves another
... and we found an odd sight in the small chapel. There was a bench where people had placed a bunch of different objects on it and the wall behind it. These things ranged from driving school permits to crutches to ski poles. I guess that people bring objects out here to leave as a way of thanking the virgin for helping them pass a test, recover from an injury, etc. I didn't see any bowling balls, though. So either she doesn't help bowlers ...
La Santa Creu - What a sight
... really enjoyed it - unlike your brother. I tried to shame him into changing his mind by telling him I would write this all down for you to read - he said he didn't mind. He did agree that it was a beautiful area in the end though. That's Jim! We then made our way back towards our flat and had taken notice earlier of a nice looking restaurant with a long line - so thought we would give it a try. The specialty is pizza and some tapas ...
Adventures amongst the inquisitive Spaniards
Oh boy... Right after finishing my Hebrew Ulpan final, I met up with Jessica and we jetted to the airport. We flew Arkia, which is Hebrew for Cattle Car, I think. But we got there safely. We met up with our busload of tired Israelis and left for the hotel. We were dropped off at midnight a mere 12 blocks from our hotel. We slept well but angrily. Barcelona, by the way, reminds me of San Francisco without hills. Day 1: ...
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