Here, now.
A blog about my trip to Spain and other interior places
miércoles, 15 de diciembre de 2010
First Day Morning Museo Thyssen Bornemisza
I posted the photos on Facebook already, but they only tell part of the story. The rich stuff happened where photography is not allowed. ei. the show of "Impressionist Gardens" at the
A bad start saved.
Here is where I will start writing about my experiences on this trip. (Monday, December 13, 2010)
A very bad start today. Airbus supposed to pick me up at IHop, Carpinteria, at 4:10 Bill Mitchell and I sat down to wait for what we thought would be half hour. I ordered a patty melt to split with him. At 4 pm he looks out the door and asks me, Is that your bus? I turn around and an Airbus is pulling away from the parking lot. I tell Bill, lets chase it. I throw a ten at the waiter and run out after Bill. We get on the freeway, completely foggy, there is the shape of the bus in front of us, we surely will catch it soon, all is well. Whoops, it is not the bus, it is some other type of truck. I call Air bus and tell them what happened, asking them to please alert the bus that we are following. The dispatcher tells me that the bus has not arrived in Carpinteria yet. I tell him that we will turn around and meet it in Carpinteria, please have the bus wait. Bummer, we can't turn around and a second call to Air Bus reveals that they can't stop anywhere in or out of the freeway to pick up anybody after they pass Carpinteria. Billy just sighs and tells me that he will take me to the Los Angeles Airport. What a friend! I am mortified all the way but he is super relaxed and just calmly talking as if it no big deal. When we get there he tells me that it is his meds making him mellow. Thank goodness for pharmaceuticals. Later I call him to find out if he is back and in good shape. Yes, he is a happy camper. Go Bill. You made this horrible start a good one after all.
A very bad start today. Airbus supposed to pick me up at IHop, Carpinteria, at 4:10 Bill Mitchell and I sat down to wait for what we thought would be half hour. I ordered a patty melt to split with him. At 4 pm he looks out the door and asks me, Is that your bus? I turn around and an Airbus is pulling away from the parking lot. I tell Bill, lets chase it. I throw a ten at the waiter and run out after Bill. We get on the freeway, completely foggy, there is the shape of the bus in front of us, we surely will catch it soon, all is well. Whoops, it is not the bus, it is some other type of truck. I call Air bus and tell them what happened, asking them to please alert the bus that we are following. The dispatcher tells me that the bus has not arrived in Carpinteria yet. I tell him that we will turn around and meet it in Carpinteria, please have the bus wait. Bummer, we can't turn around and a second call to Air Bus reveals that they can't stop anywhere in or out of the freeway to pick up anybody after they pass Carpinteria. Billy just sighs and tells me that he will take me to the Los Angeles Airport. What a friend! I am mortified all the way but he is super relaxed and just calmly talking as if it no big deal. When we get there he tells me that it is his meds making him mellow. Thank goodness for pharmaceuticals. Later I call him to find out if he is back and in good shape. Yes, he is a happy camper. Go Bill. You made this horrible start a good one after all.
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