I, REBOT

After yesterdays paella my body is torturing itself with images of poor prawns, squids and mussels (although I didn't eat them) desperately fighting for their lives in my stomach. Where they not dead when we ate them? Could they have survived the whole process?
I don't think I'll be eating paella for a while although it was very nice indeed.
San Pol was as pretty as ever.

Saturday night we went to see errol alkan, an amaaazing gig, really really good music, not to crowded and I think we weren't even the oldest.

August is hot.