Birds On A Wire 

Sacromonte

Today I got up early to look at an appartment I found in the paper. ´Sacromonte, A studio for one person, including furniture and cable TV, 230 euros´. Sounded good to me. Alfredo told me Sacromonte was the hill opposite Alhambra. It is a long climb, I can tell you that. The studio turned out to be all the way on top of the mountain. Granada at your feet on one side, endless fields on the other. The house had a huge garden with a (non-working, but nonetheless) swimming pool. Even though it´s only 10 minutes from the city center, it feels like you are in the middle of nowhere. A donkey to the left, rocks to the right. I could see myself writing a lot there. Only one problem: no internet. If I can get a connection there, I´ll take the place. I love to live in the middle of nowhere, but I´m still a 21th Century Digital Boy. As long as the middle of nowhere is actually only a mile away from civilization and connected to the Digital World, I can live with it. I wanna feel connected and disconnected at the same time, or is that too much too ask for?

View from Alfredo's House at Noon, Straight 

View from Alfredo's House at Noon, Left Side 

The Teeth of Hercules 

Alfredo y una Chica Wappa 

Antonio's Family 

Drinking Lots of Coffee With Tania at the Airport