Expect the worst, hope for the best
Two days of walks in a row for lucky young Atticus. The dog beach in Venice or somewhere and round Wilderness Park in Downey… First skype on the pocket PC to a foreign country landline today. And manana I fly LAX to GDL. And that’s it. Ooh. And I have new sandals and trousers.
It’s news like that last paragraph that keeps y’all a-comin’ back, admit it… 🙂 Certainly can’t compete with my folks who’ve just made a fairly large purchase (happy new house, B & A!)
Spanish word of the week (for last week): ‘tiritones’ from tiriton: a shake of the head as if shivering, a frequently used Chilenismo from Martin who uses this classification system for bad wine. If when you take a sip you shake your head three times it’s a Vino Tres Tiritones. The less tiritones, the better, obviously. He also has a nice adjective for wine that you’ve stolen from someone else’s glass too: vino besado, kissed wine.