Ça ne casse pas des briques

I used to be much better at sending out updates. Lets see, new york was great. It was really hot. Then we flew to Dublin, and I had to change planes in Frankfurt where I wondered around looking for the Deutche Post to send my computer to Kassel, Germany and all my clothes and things I didn't want to carry around the Mediterranean all summer. That worked out okay, I was really tired after the flight (the flight was great - Singapore airlines is very nice), and I found out how little German I actually speak. But it went okay. Then I flew to Dublin, met up with Ellen at the hostel and we spent 1 night there before heading to Galway on bus. In Galway we roamed around a bit, caught up with my friend there, stayed a few nights and left for Athlone, which is this really nice little town in the middle of the country. nothing too special to report from there, but eventually we flew to London where we stayed with friends, got to see old friends, ran around London, spent way too much money on everything, and then flew away again (all these flights are only 20 euros each or so... thanks ryanair).

So we left the UK for the south of France, where we've spent the last week or so with an old friend of mine. It has been great to see her and catch up, to swim in a different beach each day, and drink fancy French wine for around 3 or 4 euros a bottle. Tonight, we're taking a bus to Barcelona, where I can continue to speak Spanish where I shouldn't (they speak Catalan in Barcelona, but at least I'll be in the correct country).

If you're curious about how Nicolas Sarkozy is planning on destroying France, email me and I'll tell you stories of privatizing education and taking away human rights (like the right to strike). I won't bore the rest of you with that.

Ooh, one little antidote, was that we went to the US embassy because I needed to have pages added to my passport, and I almost cried and laughed at the same time when CNN interrupted their broadcast of people dying in Islamabad to tell us the breaking news of Lindsey Lohan getting drunk or something. I don't miss TV, or the American media.

À boire ou je tue le chien!

Sigo las señales

If you're reading this, you are of a select group of people who might care about where I am, and what I'm doing. I'll post more later, but for now....ummm, I'm in the south of france, speaking a lot of spanish.... for now, life is really rough, I wake up around 10 or 11 usually swim in the Mediterranean and walk through some 15th century town, swim some more, drink some wine, eat some cheese, stay up late discussing politics or wine or cheese, or swimming... or all 3....I don't know if I'll write too often.

Ciao.