Leslie and I are sitting here in Spain trying to recall all our stories. Starting in Boston and the revelation of our story. Then talking about our travels thru Ecuador and our scenes as we got to know each other we explored our ABI faults too. Looking at a map and Leslie seeing the left side and me seeing the right. Eating things we could not identify. Then to Rome and our exhausting rules for our housessitting job that we needed to walk away from. Halloween in Rome with walking miles and miles in circles. “Haven’t we been here earlier?” Then to Normandy where we muckin the coops in borrowed Wellies and jumpers. Thinking and singing green acres tv show theme show. Turkeys, ducks, roosters and donkeys on our agenda daily with church bells ringing in the distance. Paris was a real treat. No animals but lost of fun. Museums and great food. Running out to just get some bagels and chief boyardee out of a can looking at the Eiffel Tower in Christmas lights. Beliguim was a short trip. We decided Germany was more our style. White Russians and bratwursts sandwiches, Christmas markets and ya drunken girls were in the pubs. Oh my! Back to Brussels with Christmas videos and wonderful palace visits. Then to London for the holidays. Yup Harrod’s windows, Piccadilly square, and ordering food from the grocery store that ended up to be gigantic bins. Then to Dublin to temple square. So many nice people and dancing. Back to London for New Years fireworks. Then back to Rome to return. So many crazy stories in between. This is our second time in Spain we love aguadulce on the Mediterranean Sea and of course we went to Seville, Granada, Tarifa,then to Morocco. Gibraltar too! This trip was a relaxing beachy visit to Leslie’s second home. Of course we explored each corner of the area here between beach and market shopping runs! This is when I read the book dying to be me, wow I could feel that.