"The city sleeps and the country sleeps, The living sleep for their time, the dead sleep for their time, The old husband sleeps by his wife and the young husband sleeps by his wife; And these tend inward to me, and I tend outward to them, And such as it is to be of these more or less I am, And of these one and all I weave the song of myself." -Walt Whitman
Thursday, April 20, 2006
This one comes to you from Barcelona. After bullfights and a few days in aix the fam and I have wondered out of France. Gosh I love France but it is nice to get away from Aix and the Frenchies for a little. After 3 days here we are renting a car and going to Bilbao to see some little museum called the Gugenheim. O yeah, on the way we are going to stop in Pamplona to have an aperitif Hemingway style. hoooot
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Yay! You called! I was beginning to think you didn't like me anymore. Alas, I am always in class when you call, but not for much longer. I miss you. Have fun in Nice!
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