Vagobond

2/3/09

What they say about border towns is true. I know this. And yet last night, I put myself in the position of being in one again. What they say is this, in border towns you usually get robbed one way or another. And in the Spanish/Gibralter border town of La Linea Conception I was robbed. [...]

2/1/09
Ernest Hemingway wrote “How lazily the sun goes down in Granada, it hides beneath the water, it conceals in the Alhambra!” and he is not the only artist to note the beauty and wonder that surrounds this place. Shakespeare said “Every inquisitive traveler keeps Granada in his heart, without having even visited it.” [...]

1/31/09

The Rhythm in Spain is very different. I am getting used to it, but that doesn’t change the fact that it is different. It seems to me that Spaniards wake up around noon, eat a light breakfast of bread and ham, and then set about their day. A second meal is eaten around 4 pm, [...]

1/29/09

Next time I go to Alicante, I stay at the Popeye Pension

I was astounded to walk down the street in Alicante when I was about to leave town. Long time readers may remember that several months ago I proposed that we start a new religion dedicated to Popeye, Yogi, and Felix. Well, perhaps in Alicante, [...]

1/29/09
I am now in Grenada and will update on Alicante and my day here in Grenada soon, but finally, after waiting for an internet connection that would allow me to upload it, here are the couch questions with my hosts in Barcelona: Julian and Elena and Ruben.

1/28/09

Valencia was a fast stop and Alicante even faster. Made a great new friend on the bus, Julio, a juggler from Mexico who has vagobonded everywhere it seems. We got sandwiches upon arriving in Alicante and then I played harmonica while he juggled on the beach. We found a place to stay for 15 Euros [...]