Crazy Spanish timing…

…never fails to suprise me. Yesterday we were invited to dinner with some Spanish friends.We arrived at 10.30 p.m., pretty late for a Friday night meal I thought, even by Spanish standards… but we were the first to arrive! The last were the couple with the 5-month-old twins. We sat down to eat an enormous plate of pasta at about 11.30 p.m., and got home at 4.30 a.m. Thank God for that early evening siesta, the only break in a typical 21 hour Friday.

Meanwhile, two more websites. is my attempt to create a blogosphere in Spain – people living here or just passing through and blogging all the way. And – a collaborative venture with Rafe Jaffrey, bringing you podcast interviews and travel from Spain. Check out the last interview, with Clark Boyd from the BBC.