i am fifty-one

who would have thought that i would be living in spain when i turned 51.  thanks to all for the birthday greetings.  we have not been gone long, but long enough that it is fun to hear from those back home.   my birthday was on monday, so we where in town because corri still has to go to school.  we have not let her drop out yet.  I had a very relaxing day.  cb and i went to lunch at my favorite pizza place, and we had a quite dinner at home.

looking pained because CB will not let me eat until she takes a photo

tuesday we joined some friends to see a guitar recital at a cathedral in the heart of barcelona.   the gothic cathedral, esglesia santa ana, was built in the 12 century.  attached to the cathedral is a monastery with a small gothic chapel in it's courtyard.  the recital was held in this small chapel, under candlelight.  very intimate, very very cool.  cindy later surprised me with a promissory note good for a bread baking course of my choosing.  i am looking at a course in northern italy.  seeya.    not a bad 51st.