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If you've been keeping up with the news, you may have realized that in the Congressional Hearings with Special Investigator Robert Mueller, President Trump was not fully exonerated from wrongdoing by Mueller's report. But although he may not be removed from office through impeachment, the President could be prosecuted after he leaves office for Russian collusion and obstruction of justice, both of which the he vehemently denies ever occurred.
Rodney Ward, like many back-packing ‘cowboys’ of the mid-seventies, first arrived in Madrid in 1975 and was at once struck by Spain’s fine old capital city. Although planning to move on within a few days, the Magic of Madrid compelled him to stay for two years. Only then did Rodney Ward set off back to Australia. Does he miss Madrid? “It’s always nice to come home,"he says, but Madrid gets in the blood.
Whispering palms fronds laze behind fan-shaped bamboo chairs; peach parasol-shaded tables sit back snugly in wavy secretive alcoves; soft music adds spice to after-dinner conversation. Sound like an exotic, faraway place to dine out? Well, exotic it is, but faraway it’s not. Casablanca is one Madrid restaurant as romantic as Bogart himself and truly an exotic experience for the gourmet dinner. And it’s no farther away than the picturesque Calle Barquillo 29, just off the Castellana and down from the Alonso Martinez Metro.
There are several theories as to how the great aqueduct at Segovia was built. Since it is of such mammoth proportions, one theory is that it was constructed by Hercules. Another theory, and one that has become legend, is that Lucifer and his engineering crew threw up the aqueduct in the course of one, wild stormy night. Because it is so unreal, so imposing, so awe-inspiring, the last theory does seem the most likely and is the very reason the Segovians call the aqueduct the Devil’s Bridge.
Some people camp in tents, some use recreational vehicles and campers, and some just backpack out into the woods to sleep out under the stars on soft summer nights. Some even use pack mules and horses to really get out into the backcountry and leave civilization far behind. There are so many different places for the camping aficionado to go all across the country that any listing would be incomplete. But if you are traveling to the US and want to try your hand at camping, be sure to make reservations ahead of time to save space in the many National Parks and Recreational Sites available. Or you can just trust to luck and rent a camper or trailer that will at least give you shelter from a summer storm.
Somehow I always felt that "Europe" began at the Pyrenees, leaving Spain as a magic island of cultural heritage. What has the EU really done to improve the life of the average Spaniard except complicate the panorama a bit more? Perhaps there has been a forward-looking push from up North that has subtlely changed the traditional Spanish attitude of xenophobia. Perhaps some modernization has occurred and the economy is more robust than before. But Madrid is not Paris, and Barcelona is not Berlin, and Rome will always be Rome. If the British can say "no" to the Continent then others may follow suit.
The ageless charm of a town off the beaten track. You'll have to read Juan Angel Serna's moving full account because a pat description here of his beloved town will do the it and him uncalled for injustice.
Father's Day in the States is Sunday, June 16th. That is the day in which we recognize what fathers do for their children, which is quite varied and something often to boast about.
The Isidril month of June 1983 got off to a good start with a fine corrida from Alonso Moreno which facilitated the triumphs of the toreros. At the end of the Festival in June, But at the end of the Festival, the Salvador Guardiola Fantoni bulls did not facilitate the success of the toreros. Dámaso González was his usual valiant and determined self and could have cut an ear from his second bull but he had difficulty with the kill. José Ortega Cano did not have his lucky afternoon either. Thankfully, Jose Nelo “Morenito de Maracay” went all out and earned the applause of the public for his efforts.
There has always been a lot of talk about the injustices and indignities the “poor bull” has to suffer. But what about the Man? Matador Curro Vazquez suffered a tremendous goring during the San Isidro Fair, resulting in the severing of the femoral artery. Had this occurred in a smaller ring, a provincial town, Curro would not be around to talk about it. Manuel Granero was killed instantly in the plaza of Madrid on May 7th 1922. . .