tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-42980024118307704182024-03-13T04:55:04.246-07:00Hola, bro.Please enjoy our travelogue of this trip to Spain. And thanks for enduring my stone-aged, sloppy site layout.Ali Rezahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06435728379453583385noreply@blogger.comBlogger12125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4298002411830770418.post-28389644829008420732011-05-06T11:51:00.000-07:002011-05-06T11:51:37.291-07:00La Boqueria MercatSmack in the middle of Barcelona's main strip - Las Ramblas - the dumping ground for cruise ship passengers and throngs of other tourists, souviener merchants, and various meanderers... is one of the cities main marketplaces. <br />
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La Boquiria mercat, as it is called, is convientiently located next to city metro hub. For locals, however, it's not so conveniently barraced behind walls of gawkers, slow paced tour-map multi-taskers, and gaggles of young Spanish out to look cool on the scene. It's serious fun to watch the old folks - who actually use this market as their grocer - get cranky and irritated at people standing in their way. We saw one guy use his newspaper to continuously smack the hood of a Mercedes full of teenagers when the driver didn't stop before a crosswalk line. As the old man marched away, he continued to yell Spanish obscenities in their direction until out of earshot. Bad ass.<br />
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La Boqueria is the place for your meats and veggies... if you actually have a kitchen here to cook in. Sigh.<br />
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Otherwise, it's a great place to ooh and awe, pick up a few wares, and sastifiy your sweet tooth. <br />
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We picked up a couple of declious chocolate truffles, and scored half of an expensive, exotic fruit called a Pitaya. <br />
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On looks alone, we expected the Pitaya to be super sweet. <br />
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The first bite was actually underwhelming. Three Euros for this??? But the more you keep eating it, the more it starts taking over. <br />
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We got half way into our half and Monica exclaimed that it had become addicting. Basically, it has a subtle sweetness that stimulates the sides of your tongue. Monica says I should look up a tongue taste map and figure out what's going on, but the dang internet in this hotel translates everything in a poor English translation of German.<br />
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Can someone tell me what they heck is a pitaya and what it is doing to me before I deplete our entire bank accounts on these things!?<br />
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</div>Ali Rezahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06435728379453583385noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4298002411830770418.post-87537717519137440492011-05-05T09:30:00.000-07:002011-05-05T09:30:19.871-07:00Egg pie is actually good.<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Wow, I actually like Quiche! Before this trip, Monica and I were both like, "Quiche? Yeah, quiche my butt..." That's probably due to all the gross frozen microwaveable rubber soap sponges we call quiche back in the states. But here, man, it's really, really good!</span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><br />
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</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">We happened upon it at hip, cramped, and quirky little joint near Jean Miro park in Barcelona called, Tarte & Quiche. <a href="http://www.tartequiche.com/">Here's their website.</a></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><br />
</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">They have an awesome business going here with a constant stream of customers. Anyone who opens up one of these in the states, even if it's half as good, is going to make boat loads of dough. And money too.</span></div>Ali Rezahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06435728379453583385noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4298002411830770418.post-73884721520852158522011-05-05T09:13:00.000-07:002011-05-05T09:13:08.151-07:00Camp NouThe day following Barca FC's big win against Real Madrid, I dragged Monica out to the origin of the mass celebration - Camp Nou. <br />
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It's the home field of Barca, the Mecca and Vatican for fans of arguably the most popular team in sports right now. <br />
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On non-match days, futbol fans from all over the world flock to Camp Nou for a 19 Euro ($35-ish) tour of the facility, including the field, the locker room, and the presidential and press boxes. The maze of subways we had to navigate to get there wore us out, so I opted to admire the stadium from a far. Later, I discovered that there was a single straight subway line we could have rode, that would have dropped us off right at the front door. Big fat UGH.<br />
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The team's best player, and perhaps the world's best player is Lionel Messi. His jersey is a huge seller, but it's hard to catch a Spanish person wearing one since Messi is an Argentine. Instead, you'll find them sporting the Barca jerseys of their own homegrown heroes, like David Villa, Xavi, Iniesta, and Puyol - all the same players that carried the Spanish national team to their World Cup glory last summer.Ali Rezahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06435728379453583385noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4298002411830770418.post-4889225465181351582011-05-05T00:41:00.000-07:002011-05-05T00:41:41.724-07:00Jean MiroJean Miro is probably my favorite artist. His use of colors and twisted simplicity have always amazed me to the point where I think, "wow, this dude's level of crazy was out there." Yeah, I may not look like much, but I too can be a cultured appreciator of the fine arts in between making annoying noises and stupid puns.<br />
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Monica, the intrepid travel scout that she it, found the Jean Miro museum here in Barcelona. It's located atop the Olympic park, the same place where they held the wonderful '92 summer games. <br />
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They don't allow photos in the museum, but I saw a few people with their cameras out and decided to go into stealth mode.<br />
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Monica and I both knew Miro through his paintings, but his sculptures really had us captivated.... and laughing. Check out the hover hand!<br />
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Barcelona has a really cool arts education program. They bring tours of children, as young as kindergarten age, to the museum to learn, draw, and talk about what they see. Some of the art is intense too, so it's really fascinating to see them being exposed to it at such a young age. Bravo, Barcelona, Bravo.<br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Well, off the mini-sink I go to freshen up. Barcacelona is playing Real Madrid in a key Champions League match tonight. For those not up par with world futbol, this is one of the biggest rivalries in one of the biggest tournaments for the biggest sport in the world. Think Lakers versus the Celtics meets the Superbowl times ten.</span><br />
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There is so much to say about this enthralling and generous town. We saw just a hint of what she had to offer, and know there is so much more to uncover. </div><div><br />
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</div><div>P.S. We saw the news that Obama got Osama. It's all over television here, but not many people outside of the TV are making mention of situation. However, we did overhear an American family, of let's say, a more privileged nature complain about the possibility of heightened airport security on their way back to the states tomorrow. Oh, it feels like good ol' Bush times again! We are back America!</div>Ali Rezahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06435728379453583385noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4298002411830770418.post-85776264469125634852011-04-30T08:17:00.000-07:002011-04-30T08:19:53.710-07:00Fuimos a Ronda<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><b>TL;DR (Too long, don't read): A lot of people were rude to us, but things are better now. Ronda was beautiful and we are in Granada now.</b></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">First, a word of advice: If you find yourself hard up for a quick snack while in Malaga, don't trust the vending machines. I'm down nearly 3 euros (about $5) to these mechanical swindlers; and if the fist-smashed glass on one of the machines in the bus station has anything to tell, apparently, I'm not the only victim.</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">When we arrived in Ronda, the weather was brisk and wet, but the few sprinkles here and there did nothing to ruin the morning. However, the waitress at the breakfast cafe did everything she could to do so. She was already in hectic state when we sat, and we're still not sure what we did to piss her off, but boy did we. A lot of things went wrong during this brief and hostile encounter, but the tipping point of pure shock came we she deliberaetely threw a wadded-up used napkin on our table right in the middle of our meal. </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">We didn't know what to say (mostly because our Spanish is terrible). Monica and I sat there, mouths open, staring at each other. We had run into a string of rude, obnoxious, and caustic locals in the past 48 hours, but this woman could have sent them all home crying in their diapers. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">So the questions and sweeping generalizations began. Do the French have a bad rap? Is it instead the Spainards who are out-of-their-way rude? And what was causing this reaction? Was it our poor grasp of the language, their general disgust towards foreigners, or was it really what is most likely the case... just a few bad "manzanas." In anycase, it felt like bad luck, and it was bringing us down.</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">According our travel book, Ronda is home to the oldest bull-fighting rings in Spain. So, taking inspiration from the steadfast toros who have fallen to their fierce Spanish opponents in this town's past, we resolved keep to keep charging ahead on regardless of the outcome.</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Like many towns and regions in Spain, Ronda was established by Muslims and later conquered by Catholics. Many churches, like the one we visited here, are former mosques that were converted after Christians took control. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">This church had multiple towering altars and some spooky looking relics. Monica says they freaked her out. Before leaving, she took the chance to light a candle and say a prayer. I'm not sure what she said, she can't tell and I know it wasn't self-serving, but whatever she said seems to have changed our luck. Since then, we've run into plenty of more polite, cordial, and affable locals. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">A handful of them work at the Michelan starred (not the tire dude i'm told) </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><a href="http://www.rpedroromero.com/">Restaurante Pedro Romero</a>.</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"> We had our best meal so far - the menu was more regional, seasonal, and butt-kicking fantastic. Nothing like a good hearty feast to pick up your spirits. Buen-freakin'-provecho, indeed.</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">More on Granada soon...</span>Ali Rezahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06435728379453583385noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4298002411830770418.post-59362403669944398772011-04-28T21:16:00.000-07:002011-04-28T21:16:25.981-07:00Grumblings of a recently become old man<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Old Malaga is a bent labryth of alleyways and slightly wider, tiled more often then paved, "calles." During the day, trinket shops and cafes welcome onslaughts of tour bus delivered seniors. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">The drinking age in Spain is, I believe, 18. But it's clear that, even in public, the kids start much earlier. Each cantina is packed with the newly privelidged, while the slim streets and alleyways collect the overflow of those who've had too much, and those who aren't quite old enough yet to belly up to the bar. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">It all makes me feel older than the remains of the Phoenician civilization buried underneath my feet.</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Today we embark to the ancient town of Ronda on a tour bus that's likely to be filled with the smell of Ben-gay and the sounds of rattling prescription bottles. It's just the kind of reassuring-of-my-youth crowd I need to kick it with right now.</span>Ali Rezahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06435728379453583385noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4298002411830770418.post-32019886622273729212011-04-28T12:27:00.000-07:002011-04-28T12:27:48.003-07:00We finally made it.Dude, the flight across the pond was the most uncomfortable ride I have ever endured. Apparently, Air France doesn't believe in air conditioning, and prefers to seat the widest vegetarian Indian man in existence next to our aisle's only air vent. Seriously, homeboy must be sneaking barrels full of double cheeseburgers out of public eye.<br />
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Despite my whining about this long, but temporary inconvienance, the personal on-demand entertainment system made the flight survivable. I finally got to watch True Grit and The King's Speech. Both great, but True Grit was especially bad-ass.<br />
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Our hotel in Malaga is a wacked-out, art deco meets post modern acid trip mashup. There's even an aluminum slide that snakes from the 2nd floor to the lobby. I suspect I will be taking this ride after a night of tapas and plenty of vino. Maybe I can surprise Monica and shove her down it!<br />
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There are all sorts crazy sacks and other lights hanging about.<br />
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Lunch today, provided us with our first taste of authentic Spanish tapas...<br />
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... and we saw a bunch of European looking stuff...<br />
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The highlight of the day was the<a href="http://www2.museopicassomalaga.org/index.cfm"> Pablo Picasso Musuem</a>. He was born here in Malaga, but boned out at the age of 19 and never returned. However, the museum retains an impressive collection that spans almost all stages of his life. Sadly, they have a piss-poor policy against taking pictures, so visit the link above to see more art.<br />
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The most pleasant surprise of the tour goes to the temporary exhibition of one loony German named Martin Kippenberger. Homeboy was a hilarious nut-case, and I highly suggest<a href="http://www.google.es/search?q=martin+kippenberger&hl=es&biw=1024&bih=439&prmd=ivnso&tbm=isch&tbo=u&source=univ&sa=X&ei=zb65TfCOK8fX4wbvktEH&sqi=2&ved=0CCQQsAQ"> looking up his stuff.</a><br />
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Tomorrow we visit the town of Ronda....Ali Rezahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06435728379453583385noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4298002411830770418.post-56106723906219558122011-04-25T15:00:00.000-07:002011-04-25T20:59:42.852-07:00A Pre-trip Trip<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjT6GiK4h3mnqenBg7GswK_cc1ExqX-7enyA0P7oIzVpnNBfgTls8fC-sUBbR6aJwUpUFPTjEgm0jWYLap0KX__lZWRIgXhl9wjZzdtJalPfUTfpMNKrlDdAXhBptenfqkZSAhWoTnNN-in/s1600/DSC_2197.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="264" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjT6GiK4h3mnqenBg7GswK_cc1ExqX-7enyA0P7oIzVpnNBfgTls8fC-sUBbR6aJwUpUFPTjEgm0jWYLap0KX__lZWRIgXhl9wjZzdtJalPfUTfpMNKrlDdAXhBptenfqkZSAhWoTnNN-in/s400/DSC_2197.JPG" width="400" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghXDU-clvrxUHwsppCx2caup41lmbj1ep0OJ1lkn4f9lS1_TGrc9vdlxOFx1dzGX2FEnf89hsHZcIQRdmyUFqJQ-1_lfeqxrH3oH1wrZmLaxPyknMHk0Sv5c2i8D6cvIvIMCf-VOHuzAB6/s1600/DSC_2293.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="264" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghXDU-clvrxUHwsppCx2caup41lmbj1ep0OJ1lkn4f9lS1_TGrc9vdlxOFx1dzGX2FEnf89hsHZcIQRdmyUFqJQ-1_lfeqxrH3oH1wrZmLaxPyknMHk0Sv5c2i8D6cvIvIMCf-VOHuzAB6/s400/DSC_2293.JPG" width="400" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghXDU-clvrxUHwsppCx2caup41lmbj1ep0OJ1lkn4f9lS1_TGrc9vdlxOFx1dzGX2FEnf89hsHZcIQRdmyUFqJQ-1_lfeqxrH3oH1wrZmLaxPyknMHk0Sv5c2i8D6cvIvIMCf-VOHuzAB6/s1600/DSC_2293.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"></a></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">We took a pre-trip trip to see my buddy Reza and his smoochie-doop, Samar.</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">They were in Fremont this weekend visting his mother, Mahnaz. A couple of years ago, she found a new husband named Claude. Their wedding was on a boat, and it was lovely and fancy. I know because I was invited and was told bad things would to me happen if I did not show. </span><br />
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<div style="margin: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Well, seeing how Claude is a pilot and enjoys flying his wife around in his 4-bucket plane, they were out we when showed up. Us four kids were left to our own in a strange town for lunch.</span><br />
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</span></div><div style="margin: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Luckily, Samar and Reza, who are an app and interwebs savvy techno-super-couple, came to the rescue by zeroing in what has to be the best sushi restaurants ever to exist in a strip-mall. It was a small joint, adjacent to a massive seafood mega center. Good things were ahead.</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">This place should be famous for what is dubbed the "Godzirra" roll, which magically tasted like a corn-dog. Seriously. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Bradley pup was left back at the house to play with the resident dogs, Princess and Jerry. Jerry was so excited to Bradley when we first showed up, that he took a dump in the living room. Classic Jerry.</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Once Mahnaz and Claude finally arrived back in town, we ditched the doggies once again and went out for dinner at probably the classiest Chinese restaurant in Palo Alto. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">It was a memorable day packed full of delicous asian dining. I was so full by the end of it, I was ready to pull a Jerry. </span></div>Ali Rezahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06435728379453583385noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4298002411830770418.post-39720086027718042752011-04-20T11:16:00.000-07:002011-04-21T15:46:34.647-07:00Spain is one week away.<div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Things are getting pretty exciting...this is the biggest trip Monica and I will have ever embarked on together.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>In a way, it sort of signifies that we are we grown ups, even though I am never going to grow up. </span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">We got some Euros in the mail yesterday. They came on a secure bank card. It's a little underwhelming because I was looking forward to holding fistfuls of foreign cash.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I wanted to strap them around my body like an awesome secret agent or something, but on second thought, the e-Euros were a good choice. I already have enough problems with airport security.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Monica has been busy gathering up last minute items and mapping out the itinerary.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>That mean stress for her and no fun for me or Bradley.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Oh well, she's such a great planner, so her worries usually end up in my gain.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Well, hers too I suppose. </span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0pt;"><br />
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