My last international trip for a bit. Or, possibly, my last trip at all for the next... few months? Year? Fall promises that I'll have my hands full at home. I could explain this trip in words or I could give you the photos, there's no space and time to do both. The photos won. Here's to documenting my own hometown in the same way, soon. Thanks to those in th[...]
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Ahhhh. Spain. Seeing dear friends, a new baby boy born since we were last here, beautiful meals shared with beautiful people, strange concepts of time, a veil of confusion more often than not. It is so amazing here, and Damien is so loved. The last show is in one week.
It's hard to wake up to this for a few days, then return to 'real' life. Not that I'm disputing the beauty of the Puget Sound or the joy I get when I see the Fauntleroy ferry crossing to Vashon right in our backyard. But Granada was a fairy tale, a place I didn't think could be real; the shock of finding it and having to leave has been difficult. Casa M[...]
Our days spent at Casa Martin really qualify as a completely different trip than the mini-tour that preceded them. My dear Sarafina Guio moved to Granada about a year and a half ago, after falling in love with her now-husband Rafa while studying abroad there. By some lucky accident, Aja Pecknold was visiting at the same time before meeting the Fleet Foxes on[...]