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Politics weaves its way into memory

Tatjana got me Tony Judt’s book The Memory Chalet, which I’m reading now that I finished the Epstein book. I’m one third of the way into it and already highly recommend. Judt is a historian and his writing is top notch; sadly this book is about his memories as he was dying from Lou Gehrig’s disease when he wrote it. Yesterday, our friend arrived from Madrid as he will be speaking to the class about…

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Off roading in Cadiz

On our walk to the wine store last night, we saw there was a Marimekko exhibit at a contemporary art museum, and there is also a ferry to take to Puerto Santa Maria to have lunch over there, and yesterday I walked to Plaza España and saw Casa de 4 Torres – which is a house made of four houses designed to look as one facade – with four towers, it was impressive. All this…

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Memories light and darken the corners of my mind

After a week of being in Spain, I’m finally starting to dream in technicolor something that happens with incredible frequency when I’m away from my day to day life. Last year, my big dream was the bridge, the storm and the end. It was an incredibly vivid one that haunted me for the rest of the year and proved to be prescient for how the year would unfold. My dream started on Tuesday night, when…

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Yet again

July 05, 2012 Taurus (4/20-5/20) This is it — the chance you have been waiting for! Don’t you recognize it? What — you don’t? Okay, then in order to see what you need to see you have to open your eyes. This means breaking out of your current routine and looking at life through fresh eyes. Turn your world upside down by imagining what your life would be like if you were born a hundred…

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At last …

I knew today would be a long one so I gave into it instead of fighting it. Tatjana left this morning for her excursion with the students and wont be home until midnight or later. So I met the challenges of Tin and his Señor No attitude with resolve that he was going to be him (a three year old) and I was going to be me (his mother). We took a route to the…

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It’s a celebration of revolution somewhere

Today’s the 4th of July and on the corner the students of flamenco are preparing for their festival tomorrow night – their stomping sounds like firecrackers popping off. Tin and I are invited to come watch and perhaps I will take lessons from her afterwards. Now Tatjana and her students are having a barbecue at the residencia and I’m left here to have an evening to myself as tomorrow is an all day excursion to…

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A slice of the pie

Cadiz is considered the oldest Western city due to its strategic location dividing Europe from Africa. Yesterday, Tin and I went out for a little exploration that started blocks from our apartment in Plaza Fragela – where the great theater Falla and the University of Cadiz are located. Our destination, if we had one, was to check out the gym that offers pilates and other classes, but it was closed and suddenly we found ourselves…

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