Sorbas, Moras & Mojacar
Shots from my last time in Spain - prompted by the discussion comments in Dan Stuart`s last contribution - The Sound of Privilege - the old house looks just like how we left it. No doubt with some things "borrowed" on long term loan. Sorbas : our local Ayuntiamento, and closest small town perched atop a hill of sorts (for protection and superior view to see the Moors way back). First time I drank sol y sombre`s - brandy, anis and a small glass of water on the side. Mojacar was the nearest coast, 35 klick down hill from Moras where we lived in a van, trying to make peace with the old place we bought back in 2001.
Guess we are so priveleged, we own a pile of yeso, stones and brick, snakes and lizards. More pics on Bleach Bones in Almeria. Read Spanish Water on the Brink here.
One day that place will be lived in again, I swear................
Guess we are so priveleged, we own a pile of yeso, stones and brick, snakes and lizards. More pics on Bleach Bones in Almeria. Read Spanish Water on the Brink here.
One day that place will be lived in again, I swear................
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Sunday, 01 February 2009
Dan, dont be man, the place is full of snakes and lizards and goat shit and scorpions. And potential in bucketfulls. Sue and I will get something done to that place one day.
Sunday, 01 February 2009
Paul, make sure Dan knows how to get to Dave's Latrine, would you pal?
Feeling kind of puny, you know? Not the kind of words I ever utter. Bit spooked, truth told.
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Feeling kind of puny, you know? Not the kind of words I ever utter. Bit spooked, truth told.
yrs
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Sunday, 01 February 2009
That last reads quite a bit more melodramatic than I had intended. It's hard for folks like me to remember to gear our simple statements down to the background level of conversation. You know, I'm 57 (I think), as hard-living as hard-living gets and I been carrying the inestimable weight of multiple sclerosis on my back probably my entire life. Butt-fucking miracle I'm still mean enough to be here at all.
But I never been to Spain. Is there a hotel with lots of hot running water in town? Is there a source of power within 200 yards of this stable of yours? How far would I have to go to buy lumber and hardware? I'd like to take the missus and my son with me to Europe, work him like a black dog for about a week, hand him some cash and not see him while he museum's his way this and that. If there's a beach, Laura will be happy. If there's volunteer pussy to be had, it'll find me. These are Newtonian constants.
We're both sick of building ugly little Kleenex boxes for Habitat for Humanity. I was right smack dab _on_ those late nights at my uncle's farm in South Georgia when our theories about Habitat became a reality, but I'm sick of the approach.
And I'd like to just plain fuck around a little before I make like the swan I truly am. The amount of highly-skilled work Jordan Neal Williams and his dreamy and vague old man can crank out in a week ought to terrify you. Your stable might easily become a decent little farmer's villa.
This is no shit. We're both too stupid to do anything other than work with our hands (and I mean that in no pussy-ola Al Esco way.) My son and I need some more sweating time together, doing good works, before he has to be Sanza, alone.
But I never been to Spain. Is there a hotel with lots of hot running water in town? Is there a source of power within 200 yards of this stable of yours? How far would I have to go to buy lumber and hardware? I'd like to take the missus and my son with me to Europe, work him like a black dog for about a week, hand him some cash and not see him while he museum's his way this and that. If there's a beach, Laura will be happy. If there's volunteer pussy to be had, it'll find me. These are Newtonian constants.
We're both sick of building ugly little Kleenex boxes for Habitat for Humanity. I was right smack dab _on_ those late nights at my uncle's farm in South Georgia when our theories about Habitat became a reality, but I'm sick of the approach.
And I'd like to just plain fuck around a little before I make like the swan I truly am. The amount of highly-skilled work Jordan Neal Williams and his dreamy and vague old man can crank out in a week ought to terrify you. Your stable might easily become a decent little farmer's villa.
This is no shit. We're both too stupid to do anything other than work with our hands (and I mean that in no pussy-ola Al Esco way.) My son and I need some more sweating time together, doing good works, before he has to be Sanza, alone.
Monday, 02 February 2009
guy,
you are such an inspiration in your cantankeratude, such good ideas and the spit and vigor to send them out there, a spanish build might be just the thing to recharge many a soul
you are such an inspiration in your cantankeratude, such good ideas and the spit and vigor to send them out there, a spanish build might be just the thing to recharge many a soul
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