Day before yesterday we returned to an aforementioned river. This time the trail was significantly less strenuous, traversing hills of rosemary and lavender, an occasional spruce of thyme. It’s green mountains folded clean as origami, and my shoes are brimming with water, squirming as I make my way around crags and gullies. I’m carrying lunch [...]
We went on one of those river hiking thingamabobs today, five hours of trekking through glorious waters and golden views and continually falling on my face. O grace, how you elude me! By the end of it I had stripped to a turquoise bathing suit, sopping shirt slung over one shoulder, warbling the “I’ll Make [...]
It’s been raining, wildy and erratically, for the past few days. Spaniards like to call this weather “gota fria”, or “cold drop”. No, it’s not raining cough medicine. My mother is non-chalant about this weather, but deep inside, in some secret subconcious part of her, I know she hates it. She’ll pull out flashlights and [...]