|Curt, Cindy and Rich walking the wall in Ávila|
I have been immersed, head down, in Spanish classes, 4 hours a day/five days a week. I now have many, many verb conjugations floating about in my head, totally muddled. The difficult feat is to have them flow from muddy mind to smooth oral discourse unimpeded by my constant need to edit. Having finally decided my mind is on shutdown for any new information, I've left the daily classes, but Rich and I now attend a private class for an hour on Tuesdays and Thursdays, just to practice talking. For Rich, those of you who also love him, know he willingly practices talking given any lull.
Now for the postcard, photos from our travels with Curt and Cindy and alone over the last couple of months. Cindy emails photos with quips highlighting her travels every week and always includes wildlife from hikers to snakes. This posting is dedicated to her, and my condolences to all who aren't on her list. Watch for more soon.
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|Cindy and Rich wander |
|Museo Sorolla in Madrid was home to Joaquin Sorolla, Spain's |
finest impressionist (1863-1923). It's my absolute favorite
of the small museums. Much of his art features his wife and
three children, and the garden is a lovely haven in the city.
|Cindy in Retiro Parque|
|Curt and Cindy see Palacio Real (or vice versa)|
|Train station in Cercedilla, a small |
town north of Madrid in the Sierra
Guadarrama and one of three trips
outside Madrid with Cindy and Curt.
|Roman bridge (maybe)|