The levante came and brought with it the heavy heat. Levante refers to the winds from the east, and in Spanish levantar means rise up, and literally it is like the sun that rises in the east. But interestingly enough the levante has nothing to do with rising up, it is more like laid out. We have been lazying around here until yesterday we couldn’t take it and went to the beach despite the fact…
The Croatian boys are visiting us here in Cadiz and Tin has instantly found his groove with them. It’s a great time to practice his Croatian and also feel like he’s amongst boys. Meanwhile, we formed a little band here in the apartment and had a jazz jam early in the day yesterday. After a couple of weeks I’m getting to play host to this lovely city. It’s so easy to do here because the…
July 15, 2012 Taurus (4/20-5/20) Every time something ends, there is a beginning, too — a germ of a new idea or hint of a potential new direction. Just because you said goodbye to something doesn’t mean it still can’t inspire or affect your future. Today, take the lessons you’ve learned and apply them to your newest relationship or business role. Your latest health concern should be addressed, either with a change in your routine…
We were standing in Plaza San Antonio when a statuesque woman from Seville asked me if I knew where the casino was – oddly enough I had passed a building that said casino on one of my walks and told her as much, but I couldn’t remember exactly where it was. Tatjana and Tin were with me and the woman lingered, talking, her boyfriend was working at the soon to be open larger than life…
I post Tinism’s on my Twitter account and have started to keep a log here as well. 2012 Jul 14 Tinism: “Mom, can we ride a whale for my birthday?” Jul 14 Tinism: “Mom, do musicians nap?” Jul 9 Tinism: How much is money? Jul 3 Tinism: “Mom, my new band name is Combo-sation. You got it?” Jul 1 Tinism: Tin: Guantanamera is a Puerto Rican song.” Mom: No, it’s Cuban. Tin: You don’t know,…
I’m sitting here listening to an elderly Spaniard tell her grandson to walk slower – the narrow streets of Cadiz are not for the weak. Around here grandmothers are the daycare industry. Back home in New Orleans the annual running with the bulls is happening in the French Quarter, only the bulls are gals on roller skates. There never ceases to be an ironic moment in my life. Photo courtesy of Grand Housesitter Ed Johnson:
Tin and I left for Zahara by bus yesterday from Cadiz for a repast on the beach with friends but judging by the way our friends relax, I’d say it was more of a fun in the sun till you drop sort of trip. Along the way, we saw the fields of sunflowers, the bulls grazing on the golden grass of Andalusia, the windmills that forever remind me of Cervantes despite their steel grey color…
We, who live in New Orleans, make fun of our politicians as ongoing dinner conversation and entertainment, and lately with the way our congress, senate and presidential candidates have behaved, we have a full course meal of conversation and jokes. But really I must say that nothing tops what happened here in Spain the other day during a presentation of tough new austerity measures at the Spanish parliament where specifically unemployment benefits were cut to…
Do you know a friend in Spain is selling an apartment at a loss just to get out of it and yet when her buyers approached the bank for a loan, instead of helping her buy it, they offered her all of their properties that they have foreclosed on instead. Que tonteria. Which means, WTF? here in Spain.
I always had wandering my blood – a wandering Jew that I inherited from my father’s almost gypsy blood. Don’t know if it is because he was born to Sephardic parents from Turkey who gave birth to him Cuba and then he came to the U.S. or what. Inherited or not, I got it. I wanted to live in Spain where my ancestors hailed from, then I wanted to live in Istanbul where my grandparents…