Francisco de Zurbar�n Still Life with Lemons, Oranges and a Rose 1633
We’re flying to Spain tomorrow for two weeks: Madrid, a motor trip north, ending in Barcelona, from which we fly back on the 16th.
I was in Barcelona in 1961. I was almost arrested for wearing Bermuda shorts while riding around on my bike. I went back to Spain (Madrid, Toledo, Segovia, Salamanca) in 1980. the Caudillo was dead, and it felt like one big party; I can’t believe I haven’t been been back in the meantime.
Barry just did a post covering some territory we’re going to have to miss, several benefits and some theatre.
I have no idea whether I’ll have a chance to blog while away. Okay, maybe some pictures if we have good internet connections.
[image from gatochy]
viaje bueno, sea seguro