After a short fight with iPhoto, flickr, and laziness, I can state that at the start of July I went on a top-notch trip to Spain, primarily to dance badly at a wedding reception in Barcelona. And then I went to Italy which was all very well and good.  Here are my conclusions on Barcelona, Spain:

  • Many italian sex pests
  • Less full of drunk brits than prior snobbery than Easyjet flight suggested
  • Beach quite opposite of above statement
  • Excellent use of witches street cleaners with broomsticks
  • Small green birds made thrilling addition to the town

Parents need arms

July 15, 2009


A sign I liked.