ROAD TRIP! SPAIN 2006
That's what I just said to Helen about 30 minutes earlier. Croatia? Hook a right at Venice and there you are.
Last year in April we went on a road trip to meet Richard Burnley and Louise Spinelli in Budapest and Prague who were on a corporate junket in Barcelona. On our way, we passed through Venice and Trieste which is just a few miles from Croatia. We have little evidence of this Eastern European trip as Jax had an "accident" with the camera in Slovenia in the town of Ptuj (When pronounced sounds like the the spitting sound).
We stopped by in the old spa town Karlovy Vary or Carlsbad (King Charles Baths) for the beauty and medicinal waters along Comrade Yuri Gagarin Boulevard (named after Russia's favorite son and first man in space).
Louise Spinelli works for Pfizer so she was very busy collecting additional product for Pfizer's stage 3 clinical testing and eventual product launch.
We ran into little Francesca (almost everyone in Assisi is named Francesca or Francesco) and her mom down at Pizzone and she invited us to her birthday party on Tuesday.
But as luck would have it we ran into Pippo and his wife, also Francesca. They had planned to go with us to Thailand last February but ran into a little medical problem. They tried to take off on a road trip to Spain on last Sunday and got about 4 miles away when boom... a tire. Ah the spare... compressor... snap... the valve. So the new compressor comes Wednesday and we will join them. Off to Bilbao on Wednesday. Maybe we can drive there and take the ferry back to Rome... (Not to be).
So we were off to Carcasonne to see the Castle and eat cassolette (a hearty duck and bean dish).
A few days on the beach in the Basque country and then to Bilbao to picture op the kids in front of the flower dog at the Guggenheim.
Will exposing the kids to different cultures, food, architecture and ideas influence them? Will it hardwire into their lives? We will see.
The running of the bulls in Pamplona for the Festa of Saint Fermin starts at 8 am and ends in about 2.5 minutes... hardly enough time for Matteo to get on his shoes.
Tossa Sur Mare at Costa Brava is about a hour from Barcelona.
Ah Barcelona. Pippo and Francesca had failed to see the Sagrada Familia on their last visit. They were warned last time in Barcelona to be very wary of thieves.
This time would prove to be no different. We made a bee line to Sagrada Familia and within an hour Francesca had her purse stolen and the day was spent dealing with the Barcelona Police.
Last year in April we went on a road trip to meet Richard Burnley and Louise Spinelli in Budapest and Prague who were on a corporate junket in Barcelona. On our way, we passed through Venice and Trieste which is just a few miles from Croatia. We have little evidence of this Eastern European trip as Jax had an "accident" with the camera in Slovenia in the town of Ptuj (When pronounced sounds like the the spitting sound).
We stopped by in the old spa town Karlovy Vary or Carlsbad (King Charles Baths) for the beauty and medicinal waters along Comrade Yuri Gagarin Boulevard (named after Russia's favorite son and first man in space).
Louise Spinelli works for Pfizer so she was very busy collecting additional product for Pfizer's stage 3 clinical testing and eventual product launch.
We ran into little Francesca (almost everyone in Assisi is named Francesca or Francesco) and her mom down at Pizzone and she invited us to her birthday party on Tuesday.
But as luck would have it we ran into Pippo and his wife, also Francesca. They had planned to go with us to Thailand last February but ran into a little medical problem. They tried to take off on a road trip to Spain on last Sunday and got about 4 miles away when boom... a tire. Ah the spare... compressor... snap... the valve. So the new compressor comes Wednesday and we will join them. Off to Bilbao on Wednesday. Maybe we can drive there and take the ferry back to Rome... (Not to be).
So we were off to Carcasonne to see the Castle and eat cassolette (a hearty duck and bean dish).
A few days on the beach in the Basque country and then to Bilbao to picture op the kids in front of the flower dog at the Guggenheim.
Will exposing the kids to different cultures, food, architecture and ideas influence them? Will it hardwire into their lives? We will see.
The running of the bulls in Pamplona for the Festa of Saint Fermin starts at 8 am and ends in about 2.5 minutes... hardly enough time for Matteo to get on his shoes.Tossa Sur Mare at Costa Brava is about a hour from Barcelona.
Ah Barcelona. Pippo and Francesca had failed to see the Sagrada Familia on their last visit. They were warned last time in Barcelona to be very wary of thieves.
This time would prove to be no different. We made a bee line to Sagrada Familia and within an hour Francesca had her purse stolen and the day was spent dealing with the Barcelona Police.
