Wednesday, June 19, 2013
Monday, June 17, 2013
Rudy, Spanish Omelettes, and García Lorca
During his recent wanderings in the Sierra Nevada region of Spain, Dachshund Daddy met Rudy, who was hanging out with his grandpa at Bar Restaurante Galvez in the mountain town of Lanjarón.
Rudy takes good care of his grandpa, who rescued him several years back.
Every time another dog walks by Bar Galvez, Rudy darts outside to ensure that his pee spots are accounted for.
Bar Restaurante Galvez makes great Spanish omelettes, Rudy reminds us. But be sure to ask for a tortilla de patatas, as they're called in Spain.
Rudy is also a big poetry fan, and reminds us that his home town of Lanjarón has many fountains with quotes from Federico García Lorca, Spain's greatest gift to 20th century poetry.
Rudy is not 100% positive about DD's translation; can anyone help?
Rudy takes good care of his grandpa, who rescued him several years back.
Every time another dog walks by Bar Galvez, Rudy darts outside to ensure that his pee spots are accounted for.
Bar Restaurante Galvez makes great Spanish omelettes, Rudy reminds us. But be sure to ask for a tortilla de patatas, as they're called in Spain.
Rudy is also a big poetry fan, and reminds us that his home town of Lanjarón has many fountains with quotes from Federico García Lorca, Spain's greatest gift to 20th century poetry.
Struggling under the weight of the shade
a spring was singing:
Calm and gloomy,
I heard the songs of the water.
F. García Lorca
Rudy is not 100% positive about DD's translation; can anyone help?
Sunday, June 16, 2013
Friday, June 14, 2013
Steven Gould and Anza-Borrego Desert
Do you ever wish you could teleport? I do, and so does Jack...
especially when he's visiting parks where the range of permitted canine activities is restricted, like Anza-Borrego State Park in Southern California.
Recently, I've been reading all about teleportation in Steven Gould's fascinating novels: Jumper, Reflex, Impulse, and Jumper: Griffin's Story. Gould's characters are somehow able to jump, i.e., teleport to wherever they want, as long as they've been there before. Unfortunately, Jack and I aren't quite up to that.
In Jumper: Griffin's Story, the main character is haunted by a ruthless organization whose goal is to kill anyone who can jump. To stay safe, he moves to a cave in the middle of Anza-Borrego State Park. I wonder if he was the one who messed with the sign below.
Jack has only read the original Jumper, but plans to catch up.
Here's one place I'd love to jump to: the Palm Oasis at Anza-Borrego State Park. It's the third largest palm oasis in California, and for some reason dogs aren't welcome, but human teenagers are. Dear Park Authorities, ever heard of common sense?
especially when he's visiting parks where the range of permitted canine activities is restricted, like Anza-Borrego State Park in Southern California.
Recently, I've been reading all about teleportation in Steven Gould's fascinating novels: Jumper, Reflex, Impulse, and Jumper: Griffin's Story. Gould's characters are somehow able to jump, i.e., teleport to wherever they want, as long as they've been there before. Unfortunately, Jack and I aren't quite up to that.
In Jumper: Griffin's Story, the main character is haunted by a ruthless organization whose goal is to kill anyone who can jump. To stay safe, he moves to a cave in the middle of Anza-Borrego State Park. I wonder if he was the one who messed with the sign below.
Jack has only read the original Jumper, but plans to catch up.
Here's one place I'd love to jump to: the Palm Oasis at Anza-Borrego State Park. It's the third largest palm oasis in California, and for some reason dogs aren't welcome, but human teenagers are. Dear Park Authorities, ever heard of common sense?
Thursday, June 13, 2013
Alto del Chorrillo
Alto del Chorrillo is a scenic ridge in Spain's Sierra Nevada, towering at just under 9000 feet, or 2727 meters, above sea level.
Dachshund Daddy met Dora as he was riding his bike up the winding gravel road from the hamlet of Capileira...
while she and her parents were on their way to the Poqueira mountain hut.
Dora highly recommends the local specialty: jamón serrano, Spain's favorite dry-cured ham.
The Spanish ibex that hang out at Alto del Chorrillo are more into grass. They're also very shy, but they still let DD take a photo.
Dachshund Daddy met Dora as he was riding his bike up the winding gravel road from the hamlet of Capileira...
while she and her parents were on their way to the Poqueira mountain hut.
Dora highly recommends the local specialty: jamón serrano, Spain's favorite dry-cured ham.
The Spanish ibex that hang out at Alto del Chorrillo are more into grass. They're also very shy, but they still let DD take a photo.
Wednesday, June 12, 2013
Madrid es mi casa
Monday, June 10, 2013
Country Living!
Since flying from Switzerland to Idaho, I've been catching up with Truffle, which mostly involves air humping him. Oh yeah, aren't you jealous? Truffle loves it!
And I've been recovering from jet lag. Mom says, "Dratted, jet lag! I'm all flipped." Me, too. I'm up at 3am and falling asleep by 3pm.
And I've been hunting mice. I'm a mighty hunter! I caught my first mouse of the summer, but Mom wouldn't let me eat it. Grandpa pulled the little beastie by the tail out of my mouth while Mom screamed and ran into the back room. What a wimp.
Country living!
And I've been recovering from jet lag. Mom says, "Dratted, jet lag! I'm all flipped." Me, too. I'm up at 3am and falling asleep by 3pm.
And I've been hunting mice. I'm a mighty hunter! I caught my first mouse of the summer, but Mom wouldn't let me eat it. Grandpa pulled the little beastie by the tail out of my mouth while Mom screamed and ran into the back room. What a wimp.
Country living!
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