Pics at last

Didn’t find wire­less access but did find a nice com­munity net space that was happy to plug Inanna (the laptop… the old one was Enki) into their LAN. Nice people. So, uploaded some pics for y’all.

Gaudi pic for frou_frou

Amaz­ing foun­tains in Bar­celona that I didn’t see last time I was there

The goths at the Pride March

and finally

The turtles for faemor­tel

There are of course hun­dreds more photos, often of funky chocol­ate places for my Dad, but these were the import­ant ones for now.

Oh, and hawk_eye? I have no idea how we man­aged to miss going to the Circo Romano last time we were in Toledo. Were you not in your mad Roman phase yet? It’s just out­side the town walls…

Met more nice people last night. For a town of 70,000, Toledo has its fair share of pierced and inter­est­ing folk, happy to chat to strange Aus­trali­ans wear­ing “Good girls need spank­ing too” on their T‑shirts. I think I finally have the trans­la­tion of that down pat. At least when I tried to explain it to the secur­ity guy at the Cathed­ral when I was asking about what time the big Bishop guy is making his grand entrance to the main gates tomor­row in full pomp on his return from Rome, he laughed and said some­thing which I’m pretty sure was “Well, if you want me to spank you, I’d be very happy to.” I politely declined. I also politely declined the offer from the 75 year-old in the bar who said that I could come and stay with him for free for the whole five weeks if I wanted to. Of course, he only had one bed…

Funny how trav­el­ling has made me use this thing more as a diary… in Mel­bourne I was very reluct­ant to put up daily hap­pen­ings… prob­ably because they involved the people read­ing them… Will muse more on the nature of pri­vacy at a later date. There’s also a post on faith versus reason that will be on its way for the delect­a­tion of the_christian.

Oh, and what *is* it with Crowded House? I heard it on French radio in the mid-eighties when I was a teen­ager, I heard it in Bar­celona, I hear it here. At least every­one I talk to says: Oh you’re Aus­tralian? Nick Cave is ace, isn’t he?

Anyhow, off to read my fab­ulous new book, _Dead Air_ by Iain Banks. Yay for little hidden Toledan shops that sell books in English.