The clocks have changed, so I woke up at my old time, thought I could go back to sleep and then heard a raccoon attacking the compost bin. I lay there, thinking it was secured and the thing couldn't get in, and that I could turn off my inner dog and snooze. But alas, I had to get up and chase it off, just because.
So now, it's below freezing, there's a scarlet line in the sky as the sun is appearing, the dog is snoring and the coffee is oh so good.
Today, I water change in preparation for leaving town for a week and a half midweek - the fish will be fine but conditions should be optimal to ensure that. I'll set up all the live food cultures, which are more fragile than the fish) and then relax and pack.
All the flights involved are daytime ones - I find red eye flights kill me as I'm too tall to sleep on planes. The tops of the seats only come up to the base of my neck, and the leg room just isn't. It's only 5 hours to London from here - a small price to pay. I'll have a good stretch on another continent.
I can understand the resentment to tourists in many European cities. I know I'm special and different, but people there just see another piece of the herd. We used to get inconvenienced by tourists in summer in Montreal, and here, the traffic can be mad in the warm months. I don't mind but I could see locals in Spain dealing with hordes of people who made no attempt to learn the basics of their language and treated them like zoo animals. So another part of my day will be trying to learn rudimentary Italian, so I can show some respect. I should have been doing this for 6 months, but it's only been a few weeks.
So now, it's below freezing, there's a scarlet line in the sky as the sun is appearing, the dog is snoring and the coffee is oh so good.
Today, I water change in preparation for leaving town for a week and a half midweek - the fish will be fine but conditions should be optimal to ensure that. I'll set up all the live food cultures, which are more fragile than the fish) and then relax and pack.
All the flights involved are daytime ones - I find red eye flights kill me as I'm too tall to sleep on planes. The tops of the seats only come up to the base of my neck, and the leg room just isn't. It's only 5 hours to London from here - a small price to pay. I'll have a good stretch on another continent.
I can understand the resentment to tourists in many European cities. I know I'm special and different, but people there just see another piece of the herd. We used to get inconvenienced by tourists in summer in Montreal, and here, the traffic can be mad in the warm months. I don't mind but I could see locals in Spain dealing with hordes of people who made no attempt to learn the basics of their language and treated them like zoo animals. So another part of my day will be trying to learn rudimentary Italian, so I can show some respect. I should have been doing this for 6 months, but it's only been a few weeks.