Journal

Saturday Aug. 4, 2007

Guggenheim day. Went with Brett and Jess. Meet up with Rick, Nana, Carl, John, Joni, and Derek. Interesting museum. One word comes to mind... twisted. The building, the art work, everything about it is very unusual. Once I turned to JW and whined that I feel stupid. I just don't get it. There are certain things are were interesting but as they say, just not my cup of tea. Got back to the hotel and had hoped that our luggage would show. It did not, so a ride to the airport to check. Got our hopes up when the attendant said that she had called our hotel to inform us the good news and proceed to show us two luggage that weren't ours. After lot of searching on her part, she was able to extract one of our luggage. I'm starting to worry. Many apologies and we left only half of our stuff given back, the un-useable half. Almost all of our clothes and shoes were in the other half. Oh well, time to get dress for the reception. We looked OK, JW wore his slippers (flip flops) to the dinner. He still looks good.
Food at the reception was plentiful, we've noticed that the Spaniards like their beef more on the raw side. We were served a piece of meat that I know is still mooing. No thanks. But overall it was a fun night.