Last night our friend Nuria invited us to a poetry reading by a Catalån poet. We had no idea what to expect, but the flyer looked intriguing, saying the poem would be accompanied by 2 Bhagra dancers. The title of the poem is “Mel”, which means “honey” in Catalån. The poetry performance begins with the […]
We were awaken at 7:00 AM to the sound of fireworks. Mark went outside in his slippers and messy hair and looked up to see skyrockets exploding over Placa Taulet. He looked up the street and saw that it was full of horses, around 25 horses with riders. By this time I joined him. The […]
After working so much with computers, 1’s and 0’s, emails, ftp, html, programmers in India, virtual everything without ever meeting or knowing anyone we work with online, a weekend out in the country feasting on calçots with thirty other guests turned out to be especially exhilarating because it was so tactile. Our new, best friend […]
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