OK my trip around the Mediterranean sea was pleasant enough, Cyprus would be a great place to visit anytime not in the winter. Less than 20% of the city of Limasol was open, which made doing anything including eating an adventure. Lots of ruins, did anyone know that Cyprus is/was the birthplace of Aphrodite, I didn't. The work I flew there for was accomplish in a day and I had 3 days to wait before flying to spain for my next job. I visited a lot of ruins (the only thing actually open), historical sights (hard to close holes in the ground) and saw a lot of cats (Cyprus is like Greece that way). New Years in a hotel with a bunch of Romanian's made life interesting though I would have preferred being home. Flying to Cadiz was an exercize in how to lose one's luggage, Cyprus to Athens to Milan to Barcelona to Jerez....my suitcase decided to spend 6 days in Milan leaving me without anything. Thankfully I had a "company charge card" and the base exchange to buy some clothes because the airlines had no idea when I was to receive it. Spain was very cool otherwise Tapas, Sangria, Cafe con Leche (really good for after sangria) and the best little bakery across the plaza from the hotel. Work was more than we expected which made the week pass faster (I always prefer to be active). My suitcase finally arrived the day before I left, which made the next time it got lost all the more amusing....At some point in Madrid it just disappeared...Neither Spanair nor Air France had a clue as to where it was but both said they would insure that I got it (eventually). So I was gone for 13 days and my suitcase was missing for 12days. Air France finally FedEx'd my suitcase from Paris where we had an overnight layover ( I wish I could say I saw something there but other than I nice glass of Bordeaux my stay was uneventful). Both bottles of Sherry and the bottle of Port that I packed made it unbroken (thank you FedEx) and so far the port is outstanding. I do miss the Sangria but it's not warm enough here to make it (yet). Maybe next time I travel I will actually have my luggage.


vagabond-punk

The musings of Tony Peters, a perpetual child, no matter where I am I will find a way to climb something or go skateboarding Read more »

I guess healing requires sleep

I am exhausted...10 hours of sleep each night broken only twice for meds and yet I feel the need to sleep all day....I can barely stay awake for 2-3 hours before I fall asleep in my chair. Go »

Mornings....

It's cool today. As I pull on my jacket, the leather creaks as the zipper closes. The engine, a bit reluctant to turn over in the brisk morning air, settles into a rumble as I finish donning my gear. Go »

sure ain't kansas

well I've had my MAC for almost a month now and I'm pretty much converted I received my Education edition of Photoshop last week and it didn't take me a day to realized that CS3 is drastically different that CS2...Time to start learning again (not that that is a bad thing)...Thankfully it comes with video workshop I'm about half way through it, funny thing It's kindled an enjoyment to learn again...I Go »

Music as a muse

since I restarted school music has become a more dominant part of my daily activities. I have used up/worn out a number of pairs of headphones finally inventing in a set of Grado's and a CMoy amp so I can tune out the world while I am in the studio. my taste in music has changed significantly in the last 2 years......while Go »

I miss the piazza

well after 22 hours in transit I have returned from Sardinia to the land of really bad Capoccino. I spent my birthday (Saturday) sitting in the Piazza in La Maddalena drinking Capoccino...there really isn't any comparision to the wonderful sense of relaxation that I felt there. Go »

Oh what a day

After spending the morning cleaning and setting up for a visit from my inlaws (looking forward to that being over) I spent the afternoon Downhill skateboarding with a bunch of guys...life is so simple with a bit of speed. I'm the 4th guy to enter the screen, Black shirt, Blue helmet, Pink wheels trying to stay in the draft of the two kids in a tight draft train. Go »