Everytime I need to switch off and relax, I abuse my friend Isaac’s generosity. Isaac owns a weekend home on the other side of the mountains, less than 2 hours of drive from Madrid, in a little village abbandoned by almost all permanent inhabitants and ignored by every mobile phone provider. Which is perfect when … More 174 – To Paradise
For hiking info, kindly scroll down Warning: this is going to be a long stream of unconsciousness and is not going to make any sense, least of all to me. Apologies for that. Someone once wrote that love is giving someone the ability to destroy you and trusting them not to. Google search attributes the … More 162 – Clouds in My Coffee
Winter is finally here. This is a rare on-time post, because I happened to be out in the mountains last weekend. It doesn’t mean I am not behind with this blog’s content, but while posting photographs from summer when it’s freezing and dark outside may seem nostalgic, publishing snowy pictures 5 months later would be … More 160 – Winter, finally
Beginning of January and I am now officially 5 months late with my blog content. That is assuming that I will be able to finish this post before Epiphany. I mean the religious holiday, of course, I am sadly not expecting any ground-breaking revelatory event in my life anytime soon. That goes for any other … More 159 – Venite, Adoremus Dominum
Let’s see if I can produce a nice, clean, to-the-point post for once. Probably not, but I’ll give it my best shot. I should have published this article way earlier, when it could have been useful to people looking for outdoor options, while we could not leave the Autonomous Community of Madrid. The state of … More 155 – 4M & Confinement Hikes
Disclaimer no 1: for the snow in Spain winter hikes, scroll down. I know I have recently been hinting about posting an article about some of the material worthy of National Geographic that one inevitably comes across while trying to causally date the opposite sex. Or any sex, really, I trust that people interested in … More 154 – Poscia, più che ‘l dolor poté il digiuno
Sorry folks, I am a little behind with the blog, as I still need to work my way out of 2020. Pretty much same as all of us, I’m afraid, as nothing suggests things may get significantly closer to normal any time soon. Speaking of which, my mysterious fellow melomaniac neighbour doesn’t seem too convinced … More 152 – Patones de Arriba
In most countries, “a bridge” refers to any type of construction that connects two points over an obstacle. In Spanish, Italian and possibly other mediterranean languages it also means a situation where a bank holiday falls close to the weekend, so you “bridge” the day in between, when you’d normally work. This concept is unknown … More 151 – El Puente
A throwback post to the last warm autumn days before the snow started to fall. Don’t imagine a Siberian winter, although the shut passes in the mountains last weekend may suggest just that. The problem is not the light sprinkle on the peaks of Sierra de Guadarrama, but the car-owning Madrileños who all had the … More 150 – Autumn Magic
As this weird year is coming to its end, I find myself in a confined region with over 20 days of holidays (that I need to take before the end of January) and nowhere to go. So I have been taking the odd day off, depending on the weather forecast. I treat my holidays the … More 149 – Social(ly) Distancing
Kacenka on the road 