What to do during those empty moments.
A relieving change in the latest edition of Pimsleur’s French course.
I’ve attempted to learn a second language several times in the past. My hard drive is littered with mp3 files of various languages. And yet, I’m trying it again.
In which we return home, developing a strong dislike of Barcelona Airport and a stronger dislike of American Airlines.
In which we explore the city, have a relaxing afternoon, and dance to gypsy musicians in the evening.
When in France, we must have wine. Then we climb to the top of a hill. That evening, we see Mars, while the Moon disappears.
A long extended hike through the coastline, followed by a boring (but short) excursion and a Broadway review.
Today I decided to try something completely different. Rather than just an excursion in town, I decided to try my hand at cooking on the ship. So I set my alarm for 630. I looked out the veranda, and had a sunrise at sea. (I had to duck down for the view to the west.… Continue reading Monte Carlo
When I went to dinner with Lisa and my mother, the food was great. But the wine, added to my travels and lack of sleep the last couple of days, meant that I found myself nodding off during the meal. So instead of going to the music performances, I passed out for the night. This… Continue reading Florence & Pisa
So the plans have been modified. Since the ship will have moved on, we can’t catch it in Rome. The next stop is a two day stay in Pisa/Florence. And the harbor for the two cities is Livorno. So the plan is to fly to Chicago. In Chicago we’ll wait for my mother, then take… Continue reading Traveling to Livorno