Living for the weekend. This is my weekend.

There was a definite hint of trepidation as I clicked into my skis at the beginning of the tour. A Sunday morning, early, the day after the perfect storm that never arrived. I had woken up at 7 to clear ...Read More

Getting my fix.

Every addict knows the feeling. Itching, tickling, scratching away at you. I need another fix. And it's been too long. I'm not picky any more, I'm willing to go for something less pure, willing to steal a little to get ...Read More

I'm not sure anything sums up my first month in Spain better than making this post a day late. It's been hectic and laid back at the same time, I've met a mountain of new people, been to a lot ...Read More