My second visit, seperated by about nine years.

Odd happenstance, ran into a couple from New York again, our third random encounter with them (Cafe de Oriente, Museo Prado).

Mickey reportedly on binge in Ibiza.

I gotta look that one up later. Flavored with 'ham'?!

[Yup, flavored with ham. Dang. Almost beats the Banana Fanta from Thailand (quite tasty, wish I could get it here!).]

The Nativity facade (1 of 3 facades)

Durian cake. The taste is, different. It grows on me bite by bite. But then I stop, I pause to record for posterity, I find I fall quickly into withdrawal. Not that I rave another bite, its that the taste lingers, morphs into a lesser flavor, closer to that pugnant scent. I must have another bite, to reset the taste.

Yet what hapens when the piece is gone? When nothing but the withdrawal, remains?

Yes, yes it is.

Just picked Hanji up from the groomers. Wow, he is a large part poodle! Still cute, but really, is this our dog?

No celebrity sightings yet, but this 'art car' pulled up alongside while we wait in line for a couple Pink's hot dogs. Makes me almost want to glue a bunch of Transformers and G.I. Joe figures to my car and then go crusing for a smackdown.

Almost.

Ahh, LA.

Never seen anything like this...hundreds, maybe thousands of these mounds, most with a single hole a bit larger than a pencil. Dang.