¡Feliz Reyes Magos!

5 01 2012

Not everyone can be a roscón winner. I think that’s mini-Balthazar.

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Winter Break: Lost Photos Edition

16 02 2011

The famous white walls of Córdoba.

Lovely, and Typical.

Gambones, munched shell-and-all on the shore of el río Guadalquivir.

Contemplating eternity in the head of a fishie.

crunch crunch crunch

Oh
I love
the little bitty fishies

Partridge foie.

Late night spot of tea in Granada.

On the winding climb to La Alambra.

Also on the climb to La Alambra.

Flowers everywhere.

The way into heaven.





Temporary Relocation for the Holidays

25 12 2010

con tomates is still alive and kicking – but its tireless author has been temporarily roped into the family blog cycle on Buen Camino. You voracious readers, you!

23/12/10: Segovia, Pedraza, Sepúlveda: Semipleno!!!!!

“The road to Pedraza is markedly less salty. We moderate our velocity accordingly, paying special attention not to plow into the swarms of crossing deer. After all, we wouldn’t want to be tardy to our most pressing order of business…”

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27/12/10: From Bale-ncia to Sevilla: Paella and Whyanair

We attack the beast, snails and all – which, as it turns out, you eat with the aid of a toothpick, spearing the flesh in order that you might wrest it from its coiled shelly home.”

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31/12/10: Sevilla Stereotypical: Cathedral and Flamenco (and Happy New Year!)

The haunting, warbling vocals, casting what sounds like eerie laments into the dark cool of the night, combined with frenetic guitar strums and picks just on the brink of discordant setting the aural scene; add to this superhuman clapping and stomping coordination and here enters the dancer, all tassels and snapping, hard heels insistent upon the echoing wood of the stage, savage fingers curling and cutting through the notes and the rhythm.

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