My flights were fairly uneventful and fairly long yesterday—though they don’t compare to the 16-hour non-stop from New York (and that’s a good thing). Apparently, at 5 a.m., the gate from Lingnan facing Fu Tai is closed. Finding this out at about 5:25, I got to run with my luggage along the driveway to the […]
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My law school tour is coming up more quickly than I’d like. It’s going to be so… very… c-c-c-cold for me, even if I’m not stuck on the tarmac for hours while de-icing fails (as is the fashion lately, according to the chilly travel news from this weekend). My other trip back is still far […]
After more than a little drama, I have planned a successful (though still fairly expensive) trip to a scary country full of guns, non-English speakers, two-parallel-thin-blade electrical outlets, and country music. I’m a citizen of it, and it’s not Brazil. I hope that narrows it down. I will be visiting four law schools between the […]
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Well, this morning I was greeted by the heartwarming news that the previous Aging Empire broke up a terror plot involving liquids. Not that that hasn’t been tried before. Now, it’s a wonderful thing (and I’m typing that phrase in an atypically sincere way) and a fabulous victory for British law enforcement. What isn’t a […]
After a day full of tarmac-sitting, I am back on my poor old ibook at home. The Ryanair flight from BVA to DUB was chaotic and cattle-like as usual, but the pilot had an interesting intercom annoucement in flight: “Italy have won two-nil in extra time.” This leaves me in a serious predicament as I […]
Saw Orsay today, very cool. Alana off shopping in Les Halles. Have to leave about four hours preflight for bus to freaking Beauvais. Found a Brazilian bar with happy hour 3 minutes after it started, nice. Am getting carded in Europe all the time… to prove I am under 26 and get a discount. Trying […]
Barcelona concluded with an excellent and cheap meal on the Pl. Reial at Les quinze nits, and unfortunately with my leaving my backpack there and having to backtrack 30 minutes each way to retrieve it. Ooops. Good meal though. Unfortunately during that backtrack Brazil managed to blow it for their worst finish since I have […]
My birthday, for lack of a more articulate word, sucked. The draconian imposition of siesta hours is cute at first but when one has a night train to catch when restaurants are opening and cannot get a decent meal… rrgh. Oh yeah, that and the ketchup. The Alhambra was nice again, of course. We did […]
a few minutes ago, walking down the streets of Granada, I got splashed–all over, wearing khakis–with ketchup from above. I think that should tell you all you need to know.
The Sevilla night bus was stinky and miserable as could be expected, and then we got kicked out of the bus station for 15 minutes because it wasn’t open yet… insult added to injury. After the city woke up I introduced Alana to chocolate con churros and we found our hostal, miraculously equipped with a […]
