tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-55762237179568193262024-02-18T20:33:15.526-05:00Anywhere there's an airportKhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07986089883290393823noreply@blogger.comBlogger27125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5576223717956819326.post-89392487332949446502010-09-25T17:51:00.000-04:002010-09-25T17:51:35.687-04:00Everything's a changin'Hello All!<br />
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See you on the other side!Khttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07986089883290393823noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5576223717956819326.post-92216649571961592402010-09-22T15:40:00.000-04:002010-09-22T15:40:47.002-04:00Thoughts from the first plane<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;">Wrapped in love.</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"><br />
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</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;">I sit here alone. Literally. Somehow I end up in a row all by myself. No chatty neighbors. No</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"><span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1285184083_0">crying babies</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;">. All by myself.</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"><br />
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</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;">Yet, I'm not. I'm wrapped in love.</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"><span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1285184083_1">Tears in my eyes</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;">. Excited for this adventure. Scared to miss those I love the most.</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"><br />
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</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;">A scarf from my mother, bought with my move in mind. "Every time you wear it, it will be like I'm hugging you" she said.</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"><br />
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</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;">Tears fall. </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"><br />
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</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;">A ring, from the family. From my favorite jewelry store. Silver wraps around my finger, yet doesn't meet to close the circle. On the ends... hearts. Here and there. Me and them.</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"><br />
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</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;">I am wrapped in their love - and couldn't be filled with more gratitude. </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"> </span>Khttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07986089883290393823noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5576223717956819326.post-84321081579360883442010-09-22T15:14:00.000-04:002010-09-22T15:14:49.412-04:00America says...<div style="font-family: verdana, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">Good Morning and Goodbye</span></span>.</div><div style="font-family: verdana, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><br />
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</div><div style="font-family: verdana, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">This morning - the morning of my departure - I open the last of my U.S mail. A ticket - From the City - for $154!!!</div><div style="font-family: verdana, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: verdana, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">"What the F I say" - before 7 am - right in from of <span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1285182225_2">Mom and Dad</span>.</div><div style="font-family: verdana, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: verdana, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">While being the responsible sober designated driver, with my favorite high school comrades in the car, on the night of our <a href="http://anywherethereisanairport.blogspot.com/2010/09/all-cool-kids-are-doing-it.html"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;">10 year reunion</span></a> - I failed to come to a full and complete stop at 2:58 a.m. - on a deserted street - where I was harming no one - and I like to think saving some lives.</div><div style="font-family: verdana, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: verdana, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">So really - thank you America. Thank you traffic cameras. </div><div style="font-family: verdana, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: verdana, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">Good Morning and Goodbye to you too.</div>Khttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07986089883290393823noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5576223717956819326.post-67215874127246340412010-09-15T19:52:00.000-04:002010-09-15T19:52:02.257-04:00Breakdowns Included.Available: <br />
<ul><li>Once in a lifetime experience!</li>
<li>Love - Travel - Adventure. </li>
<li>Support from family and friends. </li>
<li>See the world with the most knowledgeable and handsome guide.</li>
<li>Breakdowns included.</li>
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Moving: Cited as one of the most stressful events in life after death of a spouse or family member. Yikes! It's a good thing I have moved...oh... about 18 times in my life. For this type A chickie I'd say I've done pretty well in the stress management department.<br />
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I've had my moments. They just sneak up. One moment I'm fine, working through my "moving to a new country for dummies" book (kidding - but actually - I wonder if that book exists) and the next moment my fears and anxiety are pouring out my eyes. <br />
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What can you do? I'll tell you... you can count your lucky stars and start a thankful list. Because really, I am the luckiest girl in the world.<br />
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I am thankful for: <br />
<ul><li>The Spaniard - for a million reasons - I won't bore you with the sap here.</li>
<li>My family and friends - so supportive and excited for my adventure.</li>
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<li>Laughter - on Sunday I had lunch with my friends / neighbors. I laughed so hard it hurt.</li>
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<li>Technology - even when you <a href="http://anywherethereisanairport.blogspot.com/2010/09/yesseriously.html">break your lifeline to the world</a> - the fact that I will be completely connected to everyone, all of the time, while living on a new continent makes me feel as though I am right down the street.</li>
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So as for the above position...breakdowns and all... I'll take it!Khttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07986089883290393823noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5576223717956819326.post-84069485072361870262010-09-12T19:04:00.000-04:002010-09-12T19:04:40.548-04:00Yes...seriously!<div style="font-family: verdana, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">Most of you know about my little incident by now, but I just had to post it here to document this part of the journey. The journey that could never begin without a fully functioning smart phone.</div><div style="font-family: verdana, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><br />
Dear Friends and Family,</div><div style="font-family: verdana, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><br />
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</div><div style="font-family: verdana, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">Please send me all of your phone numbers. Cell, work, home - whatever you want me to have.</div><div style="font-family: verdana, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: verdana, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">Long story kind of short:</div><div style="font-family: verdana, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: verdana, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">I was on mile 5 of my 16 mile training run this morning when it happened. Thoughts of the NY Marathon filled my mind while Kanye filled my ears, having a grand ol' time! My phone placed securely in a ziplock bag - as usual. Well... not so usual, moisture gets in. (I say moisture because no one wants to read about my sweat - well - there - I said it, sweat. :)</div><div style="font-family: verdana, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: verdana, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">So, moisture = water damage = not salvageable = new phone. 1.5 weeks before I move to <span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1284296993_0">Spain</span>. <br />
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Which by the way, I already have an <span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1284296993_1">iPhone</span> in Spain waiting for my return. I debated bringing that one back this last trip. "Nah...what would I need that for" I said. <br />
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Update: All is right with with the world. Working phone once again in hand. Feels soooo good! :) Yes, addiction is an evil thing.</div><div style="font-family: verdana, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><br />
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High School was a blast! Of course filled with all of the self-doubt, outfit anxiety and “will anyone sit with me at the lunch table” you would expect. But nonetheless, I look back on that time with fond memories, broken hearts and all.<br />
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Holding the position of VP of the Senior Class was cool for many reasons. My best friend was President and we got to hand out “Senior of the Week” awards every Monday. Not to mention our pictures were displayed on the wall outside the attendance office. Like I said…cool. <br />
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It remained to be cool until about a year ago. It was brought to my attention that a little thing call our 10 year reunion was right around the corner. Guess who was automatically one third of the planning committee? To say I was less than enthusiastic about this would be an understatement.<br />
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But like most things in life, it all worked out for a reason. The reunion fell two weeks before my big departure. I was able to see friends that live around the country, and the entire weekend was a huge success!<br />
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In typical high school fashion the weekend included everything from “what should I wear” fashion shows and slumber parties - to drinks, dance parties and 3 a.m. dinners. And oh yeah, two girls wearing the same dress. Like I said... typical high school....very cool.Khttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07986089883290393823noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5576223717956819326.post-76127055637026795542010-09-01T12:34:00.000-04:002010-09-01T12:34:54.920-04:00Moving in with Mom and Dad.Honestly... never thought I'd say those words. <br />
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For the next 3 weeks I'm living with the parents. There are a few things to consider here:<br />
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I have not lived with anyone... anyone... in about 6 years. Not a dog, cat or fish. Hell, even my basil plant lives on the porch.<br />
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I could look at this time with fear and anxiety... but I actually think this time at home is all part of the master plan. <br />
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When I get to Madrid I will be living with the spaniard. We have all heard the horror stories that moving in with your significant other can illicit. I figure living with mom and pops for 3 weeks will be my boot camp class on sharing. My crash course in cohabitation, if you will.<br />
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Since returning to the states 2 weeks ago my condo has been dispersed throughout the city. My wonderful friends have taken everything from couches to clothing. Ironing board to books. <br />
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This whole process has been surprisingly seamless. The spaniard says it's because I am a master planner... I tend to agree.<br />
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So... <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #606060; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"><a href="http://anywherethereisanairport.blogspot.com/2010/07/how-many-suitcases-does-it-take-to-pack.html">How Many Suitcases Does It Take To Pack Your Life?</a> ...</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"> 5. </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;">My life fits into 5 suitcases and 6 boxes.</span><br />
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Progression in pictures:<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Bye bye coffee table</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Organization for storage and shipping.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Empty dresser -- > enter boxes.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">All gone.</td></tr>
</tbody></table>A special thank you goes to my dad. He removed all of his suits from the guest room closet for me. You see, it is he, not my mom that needs two closets.<br />
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Like father - like daughter. <br />
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Without his help, this next disaster in organization might not be possible.<br />
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Amazing views, serene setting... mediocre <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sparkling_wine">cava</a>. Can't have it all.<br />
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The evening was perfectly relaxing with fantastic conversation. I recall debating the cultural differences that each of our respective countries brings to world's business table. Love.<br />
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Our evening also involved an impromptu photo shoot.<br />
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Is it appropriate to insist on bringing my favorite smoothie straw...that just so happens to be covered in red penises - thank you bachelorette party!<br />
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Is it appropriate to bring baking utensils and mixing bowls when my kitchen doesn't even have an oven...yet...<br />
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Is it appropriate to bring my favorite over-sized, long sleeve, t-shirt - stolen from my high school boyfriend?<br />
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Regardless... it's all happening. What's "appropriate" anyway?<br />
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- Fruit, Veggies, whole grain cereal - Yes, please!<br />
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- Double stuffed Oreos, a case of Bud Light, and a case of frozen Hungry Man Meals - NO, thank you!<br />
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Part of the screening process can easily be done with a quick scan of the eyes. This picking someone up at the market was always a mystery to me. It had never happened. And it always seemed awkward. How do you start a conversation and not look like a total creeper?<br />
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Well, it happened. <br />
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I was perusing the olive oil section. Reading the back of the "imported" oils to see where they are really from. For the record, most imported oils are bottled in Tampa, FL - really.<br />
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So as I am reading this very nice looking gentleman starts looking at the oil too. He so cleverly asks me, "is there something that you are reading that I should know before making my oil selection?" See, not a creeper at all. I go on to explain my thesis regarding oil production and bottling. How most Italian oils are made with Spanish olives, and how I should know this because I just got back from Spain.<br />
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The conversation continues with how he loves Spain. I throw in that I better love it too because I am moving there. (All a part of my conversation plan) Why are you moving he asks. I so eloquently and concisely tell the story of meeting my love. I mean, we wouldn't want this seemingly nice young man to try to get my phone number. I was trying to spare the awkward, "actually, I am seeing somebody" comment - which let's face it - in most of these instances is usually a lie.<br />
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All in all a nice interaction with a nice person. There still is such a thing as human kindness. And I know I better soak up all of these American niceties while I can.<br />
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So this all goes to show... the only thing you need to get a date... is another date. Thank you <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0FaRbISMqkw&feature=related">Carrie Bradshaw</a>.Khttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07986089883290393823noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5576223717956819326.post-36138208233792196272010-08-20T17:32:00.000-04:002010-08-20T17:32:53.954-04:00Home Again, Home AgainI am back home on this side of the pond. As I write that I am thinking the "this side" comment will soon not say anything about my actual location.<br />
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I am at my home on the west side. West side of the Atlantic. East side of the U.S. <br />
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For simplicity let's use the Atlantic as the middle of the universe. Florida = west side. Madrid = east side. Agree? Agree.<br />
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Crunch time. 1.5 weeks to move out of my condo. Donate and give away all of my worldly possessions. <br />
Begin the process of obtaining a residence visa for Spain. I hope the Spanish Consulate agrees that I will be an asset to their country.<br />
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Breathe in - Breathe out - One step at a time - Know that it will all work out - Remember why I'm <a href="http://anywherethereisanairport.blogspot.com/2010/08/letting-goone-thumb-at-time.html">choosing this choice...</a><br />
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and when all else fails find serenity remembering this...<br />
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And why doesn't anyone run the AC that they have?<br /><br />No sardines... means NO sardines.<br /><br />When I smile, say hello, goodbye, thank you, whatever... it´s nice to be acknowledged. <br /><br />Customer Service. Anyone? Anyone??<br /><br />Life will be easier when I am fluent in this language. Shop owners and restaurant managers beware!<br /><br />This is my Life.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMh7rCey_UlF1exvOUwGJmngH4XZz-wWSa-mv36EB35OjANLvQ1QsS_QfUGfmm0p2U_2F9G_nWw8Af37IPuFX7sImXfKQaOTSFho0FvLL2loxOQqiWDks2YHNpOzt6xsfjqmDrGtXHp-up/s1600/P8160442.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMh7rCey_UlF1exvOUwGJmngH4XZz-wWSa-mv36EB35OjANLvQ1QsS_QfUGfmm0p2U_2F9G_nWw8Af37IPuFX7sImXfKQaOTSFho0FvLL2loxOQqiWDks2YHNpOzt6xsfjqmDrGtXHp-up/s400/P8160442.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507138526653339330" /></a><br />First cooking experience in the kitchen. Calabaza squash. After a few grunts, groans, and choice words, it was a success.Khttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07986089883290393823noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5576223717956819326.post-62428984227661595952010-08-16T06:30:00.000-04:002010-08-19T11:08:03.174-04:00This is my life.As I looked at him on the train I realized ... I am the happiest and most content I have ever been.<br /><br />My mom is probably right. Home will now be wherever we at together. 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I believe they were purchased for my trip to Kenya. Preparation for whatever animal might keep me awake - not that anything could mute the morning rooster, and not that ear plugs help whatsoever with stifling heat.<br /><br />The ear plugs remained unused...until this Friday. It was just your average weekend festival. Crappy Barcelona bands (the spaniards words) - opening act - 1 a.m.<br /><br />I almost lost my mind.<br /><br />My NY training schedule dictated a 10 mile run on Saturday. Knowing this had to be accomplished on a treadmill already had me teetering on the edge.<br /><br />Thank God for the remembrance of the ear plugs. <br /><br />Always be prepared. Boy Scouts honor.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsw6jUAIpL2XqRMnwSomldaAaYKvyoVS9zZ97ftrPGAhZkPnZOfLKVt6AyfYSRZlb7dBQXK9dB5gWWzsKXTxa50CkCqXMy5Hn6pjmDINgaBXpSt86_ITOnB6DVUMC_ViqTZowfdG3HtbAA/s1600/IMG_0165.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsw6jUAIpL2XqRMnwSomldaAaYKvyoVS9zZ97ftrPGAhZkPnZOfLKVt6AyfYSRZlb7dBQXK9dB5gWWzsKXTxa50CkCqXMy5Hn6pjmDINgaBXpSt86_ITOnB6DVUMC_ViqTZowfdG3HtbAA/s400/IMG_0165.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506300758867729922" /></a><br />10 miles of roof tops :)<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLmq0ApEj37_gbrxNwrQcumqtaJFe6gFXB9yXDBAimrHsqHecPHERSMRbHAjnpvlPk-XKxAjG189gyscEKQFBHCmwnNSVy1FnC7KymULHK3Sy18BsuwbJGfMA0Hxex0jF3kqkbqDIByKqk/s1600/IMG_0166.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLmq0ApEj37_gbrxNwrQcumqtaJFe6gFXB9yXDBAimrHsqHecPHERSMRbHAjnpvlPk-XKxAjG189gyscEKQFBHCmwnNSVy1FnC7KymULHK3Sy18BsuwbJGfMA0Hxex0jF3kqkbqDIByKqk/s400/IMG_0166.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506300758645525426" /></a><br />10 miles of success!Khttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07986089883290393823noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5576223717956819326.post-16839285405370406272010-08-15T03:42:00.000-04:002010-08-17T04:50:12.351-04:00... or so they say.They say the best way to see a city is to walk it. Well, I have seen Barcelona. From the Park Güell at the top of the city to the vegan gelato shop tucked away in the Gótico district. Again, the universe smiles :)<br /><br />This city is full of history. All 3000 years worth. History that I could never remember or repeat. It's a good thing I've had the most handsome guide. He somehow knows the history of everything. Every building, monument, architect and cathedral - every war, battle and landmark event. <br /><br />His knowledge of spanish history is enough to impress even the most astute history buff. But he knows just as much about every other country spanning the globe, from Spain to the United States. 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margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3kMLMx7xF_szpA4vdbynK2MIawCgnCLKUxB1cr4nJymnlGe6Fv8l5kGJdVdKlHC-4tISM2b34LFGmDNMramdOrdSvpbbAPRs4tqaYZD_AFhb3Lu3OFoIoonaNpIICPttSaNe90VaLeZo2/s400/P8140411.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506286341381270306" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjY9vRbtM8xdvX4hZzSwu3e_d9v9hLsIUqehYMvEnjpPDFuVapEwnmLY6X_dcVHa9DO3TwrwqTkJwXQNYu06tShOZ5pGjp_G6Le3aYG7RaiPsjNBkj5nfYJeLwfyEUKnQr4aaxf5iuGq6Ne/s1600/P8140405.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjY9vRbtM8xdvX4hZzSwu3e_d9v9hLsIUqehYMvEnjpPDFuVapEwnmLY6X_dcVHa9DO3TwrwqTkJwXQNYu06tShOZ5pGjp_G6Le3aYG7RaiPsjNBkj5nfYJeLwfyEUKnQr4aaxf5iuGq6Ne/s400/P8140405.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506294818421342194" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-ZyGEJqvqatHjAHskdkaxy0_-K9O1jmmD90CSxfnMyNATdRZTt1t1iBnZxwMjTuBk9mdRSZp7fcOYbXIkZzrOcEB4bVn84DE-5q6SH8UYng2dFP1wreF_UTEF785k09wHlUJi_xnlhhLc/s1600/P8150441.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-ZyGEJqvqatHjAHskdkaxy0_-K9O1jmmD90CSxfnMyNATdRZTt1t1iBnZxwMjTuBk9mdRSZp7fcOYbXIkZzrOcEB4bVn84DE-5q6SH8UYng2dFP1wreF_UTEF785k09wHlUJi_xnlhhLc/s400/P8150441.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506281798746032290" border="0" /></a><br /><br />So the best way to see a city really is to walk it ... or so they say.Khttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07986089883290393823noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5576223717956819326.post-9544423330451220372010-08-13T18:39:00.000-04:002010-08-14T18:49:23.815-04:00One WordWake<br /><br />Taxi<br /><br />Train<br /><br />BARCELONA! :)<br /><br />Wait... <br /><br />Surprise!<br /><br />Isabel- friend arrives from Valencia :)<br /><br />Taxi<br /><br />Hotel - Posh <br /><br />City - walking<br /><br />Market - food<br /><br />Hotel - rest<br /><br />Whew! - BLESSED!Khttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07986089883290393823noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5576223717956819326.post-3114732504828680822010-08-13T01:10:00.001-04:002010-08-13T01:26:55.504-04:00Good to the last dropWe are now back in Madrid for one day. Tomorrow we leave for our next adventure. A surprise trip. All I know is there are no planes involved. Hmm...<br /><br />The joy I felt when I saw this product in the grocery store is immeasurable. <br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbZy2sIWqGBwMcL8AzU3oCHHeJMfEaZUWWdD8mV5Mhxh1Jo_Fo0KqoSerFOcXQoObP6_hZty-6OGuAPtdruy_ZljNUZNi9ntiW8siqZ-iAFPps6Xejn8d7__1QFvepw3Vismdoqk7jSU-g/s1600/photo(3).JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbZy2sIWqGBwMcL8AzU3oCHHeJMfEaZUWWdD8mV5Mhxh1Jo_Fo0KqoSerFOcXQoObP6_hZty-6OGuAPtdruy_ZljNUZNi9ntiW8siqZ-iAFPps6Xejn8d7__1QFvepw3Vismdoqk7jSU-g/s400/photo(3).JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504760313257782258" /></a><br /><br />Oh, almond milk how I love thee!<br /><br />For a man who has moved mountains for me, anything involving the kitchen is, well, interesting. This morning I enjoyed the most perfect cup of fine espresso turned iced mocha latte. It took about 30 minutes. But it was perfect!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgufa9qq8rR15CbmNwdfO0SiG8nTHeNII-uk4xeWCMYndC_qGlkMAPwgZ-YPABczoaUY_dORYf9PnNhxdgwNCtUWvuyCb37raBzbAKKMVZhKKudu2xWSgae_QmcbGXaA3BqT1uCLvaKuk50/s1600/photo(2).JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgufa9qq8rR15CbmNwdfO0SiG8nTHeNII-uk4xeWCMYndC_qGlkMAPwgZ-YPABczoaUY_dORYf9PnNhxdgwNCtUWvuyCb37raBzbAKKMVZhKKudu2xWSgae_QmcbGXaA3BqT1uCLvaKuk50/s400/photo(2).JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504760308412334690" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwCXw4oHVN5uCfKw5hXpPqA1VdkIhq_5gF0hkSaxIBsyZ6tVuJ1EnhFxWp3TQUMxroVo3UyeEck_E6mQi0f4G85PvTkkwRRUiPY2orttFZDxwiqR_ys-6Y-tH8Ek-2silrrvZCR79GWFum/s1600/photo.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwCXw4oHVN5uCfKw5hXpPqA1VdkIhq_5gF0hkSaxIBsyZ6tVuJ1EnhFxWp3TQUMxroVo3UyeEck_E6mQi0f4G85PvTkkwRRUiPY2orttFZDxwiqR_ys-6Y-tH8Ek-2silrrvZCR79GWFum/s400/photo.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504760298249850946" /></a><br /><br />Good to the last drop.Khttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07986089883290393823noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5576223717956819326.post-40006046251600208632010-08-12T14:22:00.000-04:002010-08-12T14:47:00.627-04:00Where nobody thinks you´re crazyIt has been so nice to be with people who don't think you're crazy. No one cares that I choose a vegan lifestyle or that I wake up to run 11 miles. Eating and exercising your own way in this family is completely normal - be it the paleo diet - or rocking out your vibrams - it's all good! Yes, it's all good. <br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYQ0FEY5B3W5_N3eoBMPgjmsfcRnCCsBouPvWUJkZKGMY9-s6bIwmBmW0RgqPi-AyspmOdWCqXi4tnOPgdYn6zbDOcT7mwSGD0ittzYMZY6mRsFr0DtWdmGcinS3eP0j-TVtF6sVdkmfLJ/s1600/veg.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYQ0FEY5B3W5_N3eoBMPgjmsfcRnCCsBouPvWUJkZKGMY9-s6bIwmBmW0RgqPi-AyspmOdWCqXi4tnOPgdYn6zbDOcT7mwSGD0ittzYMZY6mRsFr0DtWdmGcinS3eP0j-TVtF6sVdkmfLJ/s400/veg.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504594328926744674" /></a><br />The plentiful veg that filled the kitchen.<br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2fmNSBg6GZlb2DlgQ_fG7x5bK8m4tetV4czgyCn4wAB5_uxiR3Oo3TuxlugQoEeHJkA9t4QWFONf-LHnaXVH11Y79M6x4Grg3wcmpxGBPU0yBVtFjTe62BkQk7lxGvuHt6giNtSgyW-qh/s1600/lunch.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2fmNSBg6GZlb2DlgQ_fG7x5bK8m4tetV4czgyCn4wAB5_uxiR3Oo3TuxlugQoEeHJkA9t4QWFONf-LHnaXVH11Y79M6x4Grg3wcmpxGBPU0yBVtFjTe62BkQk7lxGvuHt6giNtSgyW-qh/s400/lunch.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504594324493472066" /></a><br />Lunch by the sea: Salad - Vegetables roasted with the most exquisite olive oil - Lentils - and the absolute best gazpacho in the world! Thank you Elena!<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiEWHBLJq8FP5qrXaX45fySy9c-Px6gTS4Uc3umqBWXT4-Z483esxbwN6Vz0w34oK0qSgQqdU4fxjlFbRoQdqwH9cyFKWbQXbSRCL9D0MTg3Uj6P6pzgkl0RJhw1ViwOE8r6uDuYqor1pS_/s1600/ice+cream.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiEWHBLJq8FP5qrXaX45fySy9c-Px6gTS4Uc3umqBWXT4-Z483esxbwN6Vz0w34oK0qSgQqdU4fxjlFbRoQdqwH9cyFKWbQXbSRCL9D0MTg3Uj6P6pzgkl0RJhw1ViwOE8r6uDuYqor1pS_/s400/ice+cream.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504594317799732450" /></a><br />The Universe smiling down on me: Even in the middle of the Mediterranean Sea - Soy Ice Cream!Khttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07986089883290393823noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5576223717956819326.post-39478360019388173892010-08-11T16:12:00.000-04:002010-08-11T16:23:39.591-04:00Naked as a Jaybird<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikDZEEBvyybDlsYJ_3x6R5N4TIoNOKUyGN0SXe55PrmaYIKG7NqqT72_ytNpBP4Ikq50eZgyn_CU_Z7kJNszf9TEUst_dA89tBW3dwRfAdSl2GT68MwntJVGFf-i0y7cV7SwU9IpyJhstf/s1600/nakedbeach.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikDZEEBvyybDlsYJ_3x6R5N4TIoNOKUyGN0SXe55PrmaYIKG7NqqT72_ytNpBP4Ikq50eZgyn_CU_Z7kJNszf9TEUst_dA89tBW3dwRfAdSl2GT68MwntJVGFf-i0y7cV7SwU9IpyJhstf/s400/nakedbeach.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504248707819770146" /></a><br />I have no idea where that saying comes from. I think my parents said it when I was growing up. Regardless of it's origin. It applies here. <br /><br />I've never before been privé to the european acceptance of the human body. Now I know. In all it's forms. Young, old - male, female. In all of God's given glory. Really, there is something beautiful about that kind of freedom and total acceptance... not that I'm going to walk around like that.<br /><br />And for the record... neither does the family. <br /><br />Also note: during the past week, only one silicone sighting.<br /><br />Topic: American vs. Europeans - Body Image - Discuss.Khttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07986089883290393823noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5576223717956819326.post-33497826643941786112010-08-11T03:56:00.000-04:002010-08-11T04:20:57.938-04:00LobsterHere in Menorca, the island is known for their lobster. Some kind of special species. Smaller lobsters with a more intense flavor. There have been many a lobster ordered at the finest restaurants on the island.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQH4SEPj-DPsRhes8pzIv9-mHdDbsQGwOFC9B2TwFpcC5KORVPCSS_BQlQIzHsoTNM2x38_4eWPyC2x9dcDx7J8i1-ljT4HU4BI6genEZ9DRLPL_-eQjYENcmCd0U9laSugK-stCOSCkOc/s1600/Dinner.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQH4SEPj-DPsRhes8pzIv9-mHdDbsQGwOFC9B2TwFpcC5KORVPCSS_BQlQIzHsoTNM2x38_4eWPyC2x9dcDx7J8i1-ljT4HU4BI6genEZ9DRLPL_-eQjYENcmCd0U9laSugK-stCOSCkOc/s400/Dinner.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504062752278957522" /></a><br /><br />I decided on day one, that I was not going to contribute to the lobster quota. Read: my sunscreen usage runs at about 5 applications a day. No American lobster needed.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVBqg2IeAipks8hR6gVabauwdQ9PCGnPzbq7rlxVhn_nXiqIHmZkkO59GZGQqmeryTjUILjf0nYxr9FlgJUwMat-5guBJCyEtmlpP9ncWSRuddNBYVSWlUmdNZ-EClbIntOBowXr2bapRz/s1600/inthepool.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVBqg2IeAipks8hR6gVabauwdQ9PCGnPzbq7rlxVhn_nXiqIHmZkkO59GZGQqmeryTjUILjf0nYxr9FlgJUwMat-5guBJCyEtmlpP9ncWSRuddNBYVSWlUmdNZ-EClbIntOBowXr2bapRz/s400/inthepool.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504062755459373842" /></a>Khttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07986089883290393823noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5576223717956819326.post-60347024302301362732010-08-09T06:12:00.000-04:002010-08-09T18:53:29.615-04:00Letting go...one thumb at a time<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4_DpJx0LkT_K0B_b1kGsH6MloDke5BPflDwBLxAHePw2KB5J5E46Qhh2Otoue_U2h6g7SijMnYXznoHlYILOdx6BTHY6n7F-Ts90qyHCXuW65445hoesT8_SzLG_oy0eQ-BDGXSP71auJ/s1600/toes.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503479913246834834" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4_DpJx0LkT_K0B_b1kGsH6MloDke5BPflDwBLxAHePw2KB5J5E46Qhh2Otoue_U2h6g7SijMnYXznoHlYILOdx6BTHY6n7F-Ts90qyHCXuW65445hoesT8_SzLG_oy0eQ-BDGXSP71auJ/s400/toes.jpg" /></a><br /><br />Who cries on vacation in the Mediterranean? This girl. Right here. The last few days have been hard. I don't know why. Missing my family, friends...English.<br /><br />This time it's diifferent. When I travel, I know when I am going home and I know when I will resume normal life and the "missing" is controllable. This vacation makes this adventure real. It is real that I don't speak spanish fluently (yet.) It it real that I don't eat meat, milk or cheese in a country obsessed with sardines, squid and cafe con leche.<br /><br />My mother has always told me - in life there are choices. I choose this choice. I choose the adventure. I choose the unknown. I choose the absolutely amazing man sitting across from me. I choose the most comfortable and confident I have ever felt with someone.<br /><br />To say that I am a control freak is pretty much an understatement. I know what I like and I know how to get it. Without words that becomes a challenge. I have let go of ordering food. The spaniard is getting pretty good. "I would like this with that...leave that off...add this...and that on the side."<br /><br />I had a cut under my thumb nail that I didn't realize for a few days. All I knew was my thumb hurt like a mother (use your imagination.) So today the spainiard preformed minor surgery. I let go of "I can do it myself." Which was definitely my first thought.<br /><br />I now know how much I will miss my Mom, my Dad and my Brother. I now more fully realize what it will be like living in Spain. I want to throw this Spainish keyboard and into the sea and want to be able to go to Whole Foods and find exactly what I want.<br /><br />But I choose this choice for other reasons. I am letting go...one thumb at a time.Khttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07986089883290393823noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5576223717956819326.post-36432757338404210812010-08-08T12:30:00.000-04:002010-08-08T04:07:18.690-04:00Morning walk with my DadThis morning I woke up at 6 am. That´s about 3 hours before there will be any stirring in this household. I decided to take a walk into town. The small town where we are staying is called Son Bou. It's 1.6 miles from the house (mileage compliments of Mr. Garmin and yesterdays run.)<br /><br />My way into town involves going down what I have so affectionately named Murder Hill.<br /><br />Going down.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijjxh03Co9itdSdH1C2FbwNohq5Pe7BA2_fsN81Z-7k5kUmFEYnPnXK2wFcxfYwvezDQEizsKzP52Kxxc6Ce4ZmqSCdkNX0xTsSnQ6n5rkGlI49f32ea2B6J0bjzmVeDLq2tAicf3da6Df/s1600/murderhilldown.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502929692662606754" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijjxh03Co9itdSdH1C2FbwNohq5Pe7BA2_fsN81Z-7k5kUmFEYnPnXK2wFcxfYwvezDQEizsKzP52Kxxc6Ce4ZmqSCdkNX0xTsSnQ6n5rkGlI49f32ea2B6J0bjzmVeDLq2tAicf3da6Df/s400/murderhilldown.jpg" /></a><br /><br />Going up.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhu6nSiB4R80fhMH2Cl4PCTtpzGZdOF3Lt0L46xp-0X_In53fvN9DETn5mGCQNa7i5i1Vhyphenhyphen06BGHT5jBTHqEEYEluCzrFEv4H-RBkPJCRk6KWCfKCwybrjWaBuL_7sDLVM6ENVm2D_xYDx4/s1600/murderhillup.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502930008855714162" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhu6nSiB4R80fhMH2Cl4PCTtpzGZdOF3Lt0L46xp-0X_In53fvN9DETn5mGCQNa7i5i1Vhyphenhyphen06BGHT5jBTHqEEYEluCzrFEv4H-RBkPJCRk6KWCfKCwybrjWaBuL_7sDLVM6ENVm2D_xYDx4/s400/murderhillup.jpg" /></a><br /><br />Buns of steel. Right there.<br /><br />As I walked this morning I enjoyed the sounds of the morning, the sounds of a new day starting, and the sounds of U2.<br /><br />U2 takes me back to my childhood. Driving with my dad, singing along to "Where the streets have no name" and countless more. It's amazing how music can transport you.<br /><br />My father and I are both on vacation right now. Both at the beach. Different continents, coasts and time zones. I know he'll also be waking up around 6 - long before anyone else. Perhaps he'll share his morning with Bono as well.<br /><br />Regardless, it's a Beautiful Day. Thanks for the walk Dad.Khttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07986089883290393823noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5576223717956819326.post-16128547864348727592010-08-07T14:04:00.000-04:002010-08-07T14:37:35.605-04:00I would like to thank Madonna and Michael<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPDo6Uzq2gz3CzjVY5hkeQOh_-DE7jG-HN8ZnR4GOuGKwoVaWihsiALxZHA7Nxz_XZRm691K3POeDgu7tFFlcJqVhlPuUbHIyHgjCeIqnZ24oXcEiRvEasPSrILnAPjOcTSfbdpvVJZnzA/s1600/photo.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPDo6Uzq2gz3CzjVY5hkeQOh_-DE7jG-HN8ZnR4GOuGKwoVaWihsiALxZHA7Nxz_XZRm691K3POeDgu7tFFlcJqVhlPuUbHIyHgjCeIqnZ24oXcEiRvEasPSrILnAPjOcTSfbdpvVJZnzA/s400/photo.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502734865758199762" /></a><br />For the best 11 mile training run I can remember.<br /><br />First, I would like to thank the weather. I almost forgot what it was like to run when the heat index isn't over 90 degrees before 8 am.<br /><br />My quads would like to thank the hills. Without you I would not have been reminded that not all landscapes are as flat as Florida - and neither is the Brooklyn Bridge. <br /><br />To the other vacationing runners of Menorca - thank you for acknowleging and waving back to my friendly smiles and American "buenos dias." I know it is not a part of your culture to speak to strangers that pass by. <br /><br />And finally, the most important thank you goes out to the spaniard´s ipod. Fully loaded with old school Madonna and Michael Jackson. Without "Like a Prayer" and "Man in the Mirror" during mile 7 and 9, this morning´s run would not have been possible. Thank you Madonna - Thank you Michael.Khttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07986089883290393823noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5576223717956819326.post-24046741772236030882010-08-06T05:01:00.000-04:002010-08-06T05:16:51.713-04:00It´s Nothing New To Me<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSlNYKBY_SaEv2Co-Mw6t80M766yRAZrHACHnNio-MzmGi4lwdjgv-sfxTpHE2Ulz3H6sBaLqxQBrjXz-lRLla4N05Gm3dTAUhMskK5TDXaBFlvbuKr_xJ9ENsChJV4JDOmxwc57sAj3uC/s1600/photo1.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSlNYKBY_SaEv2Co-Mw6t80M766yRAZrHACHnNio-MzmGi4lwdjgv-sfxTpHE2Ulz3H6sBaLqxQBrjXz-lRLla4N05Gm3dTAUhMskK5TDXaBFlvbuKr_xJ9ENsChJV4JDOmxwc57sAj3uC/s400/photo1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502220665250956562" /></a><br />This morning´s view from the back porch. Overlooking the pool, down to the sea.<br /><br />Menorca is beautiful. Everything you would imagine and more. The house is lovely, and I feel right at home.<br /><br />Yesterday morning was a little overcast. On my run it started to drissle. By the 10 am it was pouring. The family was dewildered. They have vacationed here for one month - every summer - for the past 19 years and they say it has rained like this twice. I give them my sincerest apology. I must have brought the rain from Florida. It is nothing new to me.Khttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07986089883290393823noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5576223717956819326.post-47747783221342040452010-08-05T06:32:00.000-04:002010-08-05T06:37:53.028-04:00Thoughts from the third planeHere I am holding the spaniards hand. I am looking out the window as we take off. We are flying to Menorca. This is my thrd flight in less than 24 hours. <br /><br />I can´t help but think. Is this my life? Is this what the next 20 years is going to look like? Holding hands, flying all over the world. Vacation here, holiday there... summers in the Mediterranean, Thanksgiving in Florida. <br /><br />I pose this question to the spaniard. He agrees we will be spendig a lot of time on airplanes. We prompltly decide that one day it will be first class. That`s better.Khttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07986089883290393823noreply@blogger.com2