We have jaunted over to Spain for a few days. Unfortunately, we seem to have come during Seville’s busiest party week, and we don’t do that kind of party. I tend to think of the two, Portugal and Spain, as nearly identical. They have been connected at different times and developed in parallel ways.... Continue Reading →
Skittish and Untamed
"Bang", I heard the front door. Getting up I heard Harold say "Charlie you need, 'Bang" (softer) to repent." By now, I was flying. "Bang" went the front door a third time. I could follow Harold by the sound of his lecturing. Catching him, I convinced this hard line Christian to turn around and let... Continue Reading →
