What I see

This is not a great picture but I never get tired of seeing this when go into town.

Don Juan is Francis John MacDonald

I use to think I was an avid reader (at least when I am not working a rotational job) but I use to think I was a sexy bastard so I have seriously flawed thinking.

I had no idea that Don Juan was Mr. Juan. I thought that Spanish rascal was named Don Juan but I had to sign a legal document in Spain and noticed it was Don Francis John MacDonald. Now the lawyer was a really hot young female so I just assumed there was a message there. Boy was I wrong. So from the you learn something every day file. And what I learned yesterday was that the young, hot, female lawyer thinks I am a gargoyle.

I went back to Ronda. I think Hemingway wrote about the bullfighting there. I was there a long time ago and it was one of the places that I assumed that I would never see again but alas and alack I was there a couple of days ago. Charming as ever and always worth a visit. I was also back in Spain which is always a nice visit. The Costa Del Sol has its charms but you have to look for them. So many developments with expats all over the world with a huge British population so it has a tendency to lose it Spanish authenticity but it just call for a little more exploring. Perfect weather here. Locals complaining about the cold when it is 20 degrees out. Night are cool this time of year however getting down to 14 degrees, which I find refreshing. The Costa Del Sol is stilling smarting for the recession and the condo crisis but is clawing its way back. As far as Western Europe goes it is fairly cheap especially this time of year. A decent three stat hotel on the beach with breakfast was 35 euros a night.

Ronda

This is the Rock of Gibraltar

Ronda

Constantinople Damn it

I know how Turkey can defeat ISIS. Make the psychotic bastards (that’s right motherfuckers, I know you read this and you know where I am) check through a Turkish Airport. You go through 12 different check points to get to the gate and the 13^th check is to get on the plane. Mind you it is relatively quick and it is not all anal probes but at least half are.

And there always seems to some kind of ruckus as you enter the lounge. Maybe people are ornery after the anal probes. So today’s drama was some American or Canadian guy (let’s assume he was American because he was a weapons grade arsehole).  He was in the middle of the checkin not wanting to go the 6 inches to go into the lounge or walk back into the lineup because his wife was two persons behind him so he was causing a ridiculous stink.

Then some African dude barged strait through the line up so it looks as though he did not have a pass for the lounge which he did but did not want to wait in a 2 second line up.

Remember want your sensei taught you little Frankie I was saying to myself in Gaelic and stay patient. Feck off sensei I said out loud in Gaelic, there is free booze in there. Let’s get this line up moving.