Tuesday, February 13
Another week
Waiting for the dawn to break, and the luxurious colors afforded us by nature. Today will be supermarket voyage as I live in the land of plenty feeling more than a bit guilty when the news channels on my tv screen show their chosen version of reality, when yours truly complains about the price of just about everything.
And then.
In my little office / studio take another step in the radio project struggle...struggle on.
Monday, February 12
Thursday, February 8
Little to say
A couple of days spending out for new informatica systems,,,,oh well so the tax man cant get it. I often wonder how many tv channels I have access to, and they seem to change on a daily basis,
But the little office / studio is coming on. I dont really suppose anyone will tune in to RADIO INNES when it takes to the air but who knows. Just hope the person whom got me expelled from Facebook is pleased ....my concern if the hacked nmy FB (why?) they might continue their camaign on this blog. However like my travelling days were for education not just tourism, so will the radio project... IP Adress tells me a lot about who is wasting time watching me....
Anyway the project ....will travel on.
Pleasant dreams.
Wednesday, February 7
Madness and Talcum powder
Another Tuesday and another quandry in the offing. The carnaval has begun, at least in the island capital, and with it will very soon bring Los Indianos...spelling? A day with an historical importance which I have yet to fully understand, but I believe with strong links to Cuba,
The main street, Calle Real becomes packed with revellers all dressed in white and for some reason showering talcum powder on each other. There are bands playing mostly traditional music, and yes I like the rythm (s) but packed in with talcum wealding strangers I dont need.
I did attend one year, subsequent years were cancelled thanks to COVID and post plague I went but could not find a parking space even stretching to the outskirts of the capital. Bus services are augmented but similarly become packed and me? just want to take a picture or two.
Party pooper that I have become, as the day wears on alcohol starts to take its toll on the revelers, and I really do not want to be there,
Last years I took my neighbours, a Spanish couple but simply dropped them amd their booze supply off before heading back to the countryside.
So if I should go for a little while, and find a parking spot, look for the fotos on here....covered in talcum.