143 – Dove corrono, dolcissime, le mie malinconie…

As I finally managed to bring myself to tackle my tiny writer’s block, I am sitting at my bureau in my perfectly designed little apartment and contemplating the only thing about it don’t like: the view. I love my place. I probably pay too much for what it is, I could most likely find something … More 143 – Dove corrono, dolcissime, le mie malinconie…

138 – La Donna È Mobile…At Long Last

After 14 weeks of confinement and social restrictions, Madrid entered the new normality at the stroke of midnight last Sunday. Which basically means that getting a table in a bar doesn’t involve queueing for an hour while trying to outstare the luckier customers into surrendering their table quicker. Which is an improvement. It also means … More 138 – La Donna È Mobile…At Long Last

128 – Non Più Andrai, Farfallone Amoroso, Notte e Giorno d’Intorno Girando…

My dear readers, I hereby present a few photos from what is likely to be my last hike for a veeeery long time. Hence the title of this entry. You can google it and maybe even work out the subtle irony. Alternatively, should you wish to broaden your cultural horizons with least possible effort, click … More 128 – Non Più Andrai, Farfallone Amoroso, Notte e Giorno d’Intorno Girando…

118- Around Madrid

Summer in Madrid is to be avoided, or rather, Madrid in summer. The city becomes a frying pan. I really struggle to understand what is the appeal of hot weather, and I look rather suspiciously at people who claim they love it. Because what exactly is there to love when the thermometer still shows 38 … More 118- Around Madrid