Long and winding

Cordoba, Spain

I´m currently chilling out in Cordoba waiting for Ben to arrive on a night train from Barcelona. Once he gets here, we´ll head down to Algeciras to catch a ferry over to Morocco. The travels with Imran and Jason were a lot of fun. We hit up the beaches of southern Portugal for two days in Lagos. The most memorable experience there was a New Orleans trained street performer. He was kind of like a Richard Simmons look alike with crazy energy and this catchy saying that Jason and I kept repeating all weekend. He´d say to the crowd, "I like you, you like me. 50 50! Yeah, no problem." I guess you had to be there.

From Lagos we took a long bus ride over to Sevilla, where Imran and Jason flew out of late last night. Sevilla is a beautiful little city, with lots of flamenco dancers, tapas, and even a bull ring. We had tapas and tried to find the flamenco dancing, but were out of luck. Spent a day walking around and saw the splendid cathedral and bullfighting museum. Last night I hopped on the train for Cordoba and somehow ended up in the nicest hostal that I´ve ever stayed in. BA.

I´ve gotta run but will likely be online later for a better posting. Ciao.