Moments from the weekend:
Saturday -- El Centro de Arte Reina Sofía:
Sunday -- fleeing the city with a bunch of Spaniards, an excursion that turned out to be more like a forced march into the mountains (in the foreground: the token Irish lad provides the message for the day):
Details -- possibly far too many of them -- will follow. At some point. Don't ask me when.
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A reader from Beijing passed through this corner of the web yesterday, led here by what appears to have been a search for images of Vermont via a mainland China Google-style webpage. Not entirely sure why that got me smiling so much, but it surely did. Might simply be the idea of someone from an immense country on the other side of the planet connecting to a tiny, beautiful place via an image posted here. Or it might be that it sparked a stronger than normal feeling of connection with that lovely, mountainous bit of land tucked away between Massachusetts, New Hampshire, Québec and New York. I'll be back there in a bit more than a month, and am looking forward to it. Not that I don't love being here -- I do. I'm simply ready to spend some time in the closest thing to paradise I've ever experienced: the warm season in the green mountain state.
Madrid, te quiero.
rws 3:02 AM [+]
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