One Quart, Resealable, Plastic Bag: Temporarily tethered to the suburbs, two adventure junkies travel the world in pursuit of the planet's nicest people.
Tuesday, May 19, 2009
Travels with Karen
This is the Cathedral in Barcelona. There's even an elevator to the roof for a magnificent view of the city. I like how the organ music is timed to match Karen's shenanigans. Incidentally, I love traveling with my crazy wife - her contagious smile and willingness to engage encourages interactions I would never get on my own with my default stern scowl. Of course, I could do without the attention of the mountain bar tender who forcably removed my hand from over my glass in order to pour another full glass of 80 proof Orujo. I actually prepared a barf-bag from an old plastic shopping bag on the Funicular ride back down the mountain. I didn't end up using it but it was the longest 7 minute funicular ride of my life! Karen, thankfully, was in great shape and smiled the whole way. --Casey
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3 comments:
Ah, the funicular! They always remind me of Mark Twain.
Umm, Casey, what's a funicular? Or, should I just use my imagination.
Portable barf-bag! Now that we have equipped with this new gear, what is more to worry about? Have fun and ride safely.
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