peace out

i'm off for easter weekend with the lovely vero to visit her parent's in Marseille. The weather is apparently mild and sunny like it should be here if it weren't still misbehaving...

There will be no posting until next Tuesday at the latest... I'm sure there are no tears being shed...

I've never been to Marseille before so I'm looking forward to it. I hope I can salvage the few remaining areas of my lexicon which once hosted my fluent french... I'm going to be more to the likes of bumbling anglophile who's brain is overloaded learning spanish to allow efficient lexical access to long ago archived French skills... Mr. Chompsky you never mentioned this in my uni text books... I think I have grounds now for a re-fund on my bachelor degree... pretty fitting that now after nearly 9 years after leaving Uni, it's finally almost paid for!!!

grumble...

vive la france I say... y hasta luego lluvia de mierda barcelona

Te hechare de menus mi corazon!

The rain and grim continues

what better than to hide away in the wine bar around the corner?

you can see from this pic how this location is good for fugly fashion spotting of wedding goers on not so rainy days...


Normal wine bar going people...


evidence that the 'normal wine bar going people' are really just big bozos on the inside... and took full advantage of the comedy frames available within the camrea phone..


But in all seriousness.. the wine was lovely I highly reccomend it if you can find it!

Forrest gump would be proud...

it's lashing with rain here... it looks like it's coming down sideways... so much for cycling to the gym this afternoon... more pie for me then :)

quesedillas are on the menu today for lunch... I love mexican cuisine... we'll post those pics later

Yesterday we dragged ourselves out of bed early to go and watch Eric complete the Nike 10K bomeros run. There were so many people it was literally a sea of orange jersery's. We did not spot Eric but it was nice to see all the people out doing something positive! My question is... why do Catalan people not clap as people approach the finish line? Is that not the whole idea as a spectator to give support and cheer them on? I was the only one... ah well... not like my voice is really small...


Clever pic taken by Fredu...

When we came back home we had a nice english-esq breakfast... it was delish!!! I did not manage to eat it all but I tried...


eggs, spniach, baked beans... and a bit of feta (mad i know but I really fancied feta)


Lunch... couscous with tomatoe, onions, spinach and mustard ( trust me the mustard is yummy)