Lisboa
This is a web-log-come-diary of my adventures in the next few months... lets hope I can actually fill it up with something interesting wouldnt want to make ppl go zzzzzzz when reading it...
I stopped drawing for a little while but now I've decided to take it up again, here are a few of the pics that I saw in my sketch book when I opened it again. I guess its not so bad hey?
This other drawing is of my brother Javier, I make most of my drawings from photos and I took one the day we came back from walking in the mountains range north of madrid with my mum. He was carrying her back pack because she was tired.
After visiting Santiago I went on a 4hr bus ride down to the beautiful city of Porto in the north part of Portugal. I really like it there, it has a South America feel to it, being relatively undeveloped (and cheap!) for a Western European nation.
I took a long weekend in July to go and visit Jersey, a small island just off the coast of France that I've had my eye on for a while thinking that it might be a bit like Tasmania. I arrived on an easyjet flight and hired a bike and cycled all the way around the island, getting lost in the little country backroads and stumbling upon some gorgeous beaches.
And here I am taking part in another crazy triathlon, this time a little longer than last one and wearing tight superhero outfit (not spandex but close enough).
The venue was in Dorney lake near Eton and Windsor. We had to jump in the lake and swim 800 meters in open water, here is a pic coming out of the water looking a bit worse for wear.. Then we cycled 30 kilometers and ran 7.5 km around the lake.
I also discovered a few things I never thought about about these sporting events, the first one being "What happens if you need to go to the toilet?"... I had no clue what to do... so after some excruciating minutes I stopped my bike, went for a pee in the bushes and jumped back in it to join the race. Aparently a little bird told me you're supposed to do it in your pants if you're a real pro (Ugh!). My second discovery for the day was realising that its possible and only marginally humiliating to be overtaken by a gramma twice your age.
Also a few days later I went with Concha and Javier down to the Tajo river to join him doing some Kayaking, Javi spends most weekends during summer down there as a guide taking people down the river. So we tagged along and had a great time.
I just noticed Barclays PLC hitting an astounding P/E ratio below 5, where long term PE ratios sit around 16 and an undervalued company would be somewhere around 10. Given the price has sunk to historic lows of around £3 (used to trade around £8), this now means that if you buy a Share in Barclays PLC you will get around 10% of your money given to you each year in the form of Dividends. Thats 5% more than a savings account.
Saturday was Athena's birthday, and its now been over a year since we met. I got back to London and we spent the day eating yummy food and drinking wine and then we borrowed an ice-cream van and drove it far far away into the horizon like they do in the movies. Well... nice thought but neither of us can drive so we had to walk far far away into the horizon instead, but we only made it round the Kew gardens river bend down to Richmond. It was a lovely weekend, sunday we had a picknic at Clapham Common too.
You cant see it in that photo but I have a tight T-shirt with a big "F" plastered in the front of it underneath my flouro cape and I fly around highlighting the streets behind me. If you dont see any more posts in this blog its probably because I plastered myself against the back of routemaster bus and I'm wearing leg and arm casts instead for the next 3 months.
You meet a lot of people doing the Camino as well, both locals that are happy to stay and chat or by bumping into other pilgrims (mostly europeans) walking the road at the same time. I had an amazing time and got to see a bit more of my own country, which I have left neglected for so long because there were more exciting places to see.
And since its the end of the world and you may still have some food left in the house, I think its time to celebrate our abundance before things get worse.

A bit freaky, its not just me... See the following article from the BBC on the problem I was writing about in the blog entry below a month ago.

Without meaning to sound like a scaremonger: something I saw recently scared the living daylights out of me... You dont need an economics degree to figure this one out....
Is it me or is the shit about to hit the fan?
NOTE: That you see right there is a trebbling (3x) in the USD price of wheat for the last couple of years. Wheat is the staple food for half the world and much of our human diet is based on it, not just directly in the form of breakfast cereal and bread, but also indirectly in the form of stock feed for farm animals which produce our milk, egss and meat. Perhaps the effect is not so high in western societies where diet only makes up 10-20% of family incomes, but in poor countries or the majority of the world population food makes up closer to 100% of family income. Whats going to happen when they can no longer afford to feed themselves?
granite in the western part of Extremadura just next to Portugal. It was conquered by the moorish and became a frontier town with the around 1000 years ago so its still got quite a lot of features like a castle and old moorish buildings.
Here (right) is a pic of Javier and I in the kitchen at the flat in Madrid taken recently.. we are both looking a bit similiar to another photo Sara took ages ago back in tassie.. here (left) I just found it on Facebook.
And here is a pic of all of us having Xmas dinner, with me strategically placed next to the smoked salmon and Javi having done a good job with that tortilla.
Since its been a long time since my last post here is a joke I read today:
Last week I went to check out this play in Leicester Square with my friend Theo from work and a couple of his flatmates.
Yep, so I've been going to Madrid a lot recently, it wasnt planned ... more like one day I found I was spending almost as much time over there as in London town. Easyjet have decided to make me "Customer of the Year" on the London-Madrid stretch. They named a plane after me and awarded me an autographed photo of Stelios.
So yea, I finally caved in and joined the craze after 1000's of people started knocking on my door saying: So why arent you on Facebook yet? ARRRGHH!!! :o)
HOLA EVERYONE! :)
Once there I spent the first few nights going out in the Parte Vieja (the old town) where you rock up after some sun on the beach and your daily siesta and slowly start the night with either dinner or some pintxos washed down with a bit of tinto or the local sidra (cider). Apart from 3 amazing beaches, San Seabastian can also boast the best night life in the area, with lots of french and spanish people from the area flocking over on summer weekends and partying to open-air concerts. There seemed to be a lot of Aussies there too who'd just arrived after running the bulls in nearby Pamplona. This weekend was special too. The beginning of
Semana Grande (the big week) with lots of fireworks and events put together by the Ayuntamiento.