Teaching English in Spain-A Day in the Life, and drunk daydreams

I’ve gotten used to playing the part of the inconsiderate, able bodied asshole who takes the handicapped seat in the front of the city bus.  My feet still haven’t healed from the Camino de Santiago.  I think there has been nerve damage, but they don’t know that. There’s no boot or brace.  10 or 15… Read More Teaching English in Spain-A Day in the Life, and drunk daydreams

Camino de Santiago-Day 18 – The Rollercoaster and the Hamster wheel- Somewhere- Sarria T-minus 100 km to Santiago de Compostela

“I saw my life branching out before me like the green fig tree in the story. From the tip of every branch, like a fat purple fig, a wonderful future beckoned and winked. One fig was a husband and a happy home and children, and another fig was a famous poet and another fig was… Read More Camino de Santiago-Day 18 – The Rollercoaster and the Hamster wheel- Somewhere- Sarria T-minus 100 km to Santiago de Compostela