Burke is building my new Super73-S1 e-bike. I’ve been waiting for it since summer.
There’s now strong evidence that Trump committed two felonies when he instructed Michael Cohen to pay off two women to silence them just before the election. The Cohen indictment also showed Trump continued to plan a Trump Tower in Moscow while running for president (and denying any contacts with Russia).
In other words, Democrats have what they need to impeach when the new Congress is sworn in next month. But I agree with James Comey…
“All of us should use every breath we have to make sure the lies stop on January 20, 2021,” Comey said, advocating the electoral removal of the man who fired him from the FBI.
Comey said Democrats “have to win” in 2020.
“We need a moment of inflection where we all get off the couch and say, ‘That is not who we are,’ and, in a landslide, rid ourselves of this attack on our values,” Comey said.
He said he hopes the president is not impeached before the election because it would “let the country off the hook” and leave a third of the country believing Trump had been the victim of a coup.
Congress should focus on doing what it can to protect the country and advance a progressive agenda. Let the voters throw the scoundrels out.
Just saw First Man and I’m so disappointed.
Never mind that a key scene in the movie never happened, but how do you take one of humankind’s greatest achievments and drain it of all interest? The chief focus of the film seems to be Armstrong’s inability to say he loved his sons. Claire Foy, as Armstrong’s long-suffering wife, is wasted. She’s all blue eyes and pouty anger, with none of the simmering power of her young Elizabeth in The Crown. It would be pretty hard to waste Ryan Gosling‘s scant talents, but is that supposed to be a Wisconsin accent? Yah sure, you betcha. At least he didn’t get to sing or dance. Or emote.
Hollywood obviously wanted to reward Damien Chazelle for his Best Picture Oscar last year for La La Land, one of the saddest movies of the year. Oh yeah. Except Moonlight won. Ron Howard would have done a better job. Stephen Spielberg would have done better. Adam f*ing Sandler would have been better. Well maybe not, but you get the idea.
This is not the movie Neil Armstrong or any of the heroes at NASA deserve.
Am I doing this right? This is a sauce from Portugal anyway.
(P.S. Baked it for half an hour at 350 and it was delicious!)
Barcelona, Saturday 22 September 2018
Hello dear ones,
The time has come to leave our ship and return to our home. All things, good and bad, must come to an end eventually. It’s the curse and blessing of life.
This trip was one of the good things.
We’ve had so much fun, made new friends, and learned about our ourselves and our world. We are terribly sad to be leaving the Encore and her crew, the Mediterranean: Spain, Portugal, France, Morocco, Italy, Monaco, and Malta. This is a wonderful part of the world.
But we’re also glad to be coming back to Petaluma. We miss you all and the comforts of home. And we’re coming home with each other and our memories.
Thanks for putting up with these postcards. If for some reason you want even more pictures and stories check Lisa’s blog: LifeOfLisa.com or Leo’s blog, Leolaporte.com. We’ve got lots of great pictures to post, but give us some time to unpack and decompress
Lots of love to you all! See you soon!
Palamós, Friday, 21 September 2018
Hello dear ones,
The last day of the cruise and we had to make it the most challenging: a 13 mile bike ride up to the medieval Spanish town of Pals. Yes another medieval town, but quite a lovely one.
The last time we went on a bike excursion on a cruise was five years ago in Greece. The guide kept asking Léo if he was ok because he was panting so hard. This time was a lot easier because they were electric bikes, and whenever we came to a big hill the electric engine helped us zip up with without any heavy breathing. (Lisa didn’t even break a sweat but she wasn’t so happy about the “snazzy” helmet she had to wear.) Great fun! Léo has already ordered one for home! A bike not the helmet.
Tonight we’ll eat our last supper in the Thomas Keller Grill with our favorite wait staff: Miguel, Natalia, Christiana, and Jennifer. We don’t have a reservation but they like us so much they’re insisting we come anyway. Truthfully we like the staff on the ship more than the passengers. They’re from all over the world and have a lively spirit. They work really hard but seem to also be having a great time.
Last night our waiter, Troy from Trinidad, said to watch for dolphins out the window next to our table. He said he’d called them and they should be here any minute. When they didn’t show, he said they’d called and were delayed by bad traffic. I guess you had to be there. We had fun anyway.
Tomorrow it’s back to the real world, but meanwhile the caviar is here one last time…
Love to you all.
Bandol, Thursday 20 September 2018
Hello dear ones,
We are back in France. Well I guess Corsica is technically France — we were there yesterday — but it didn’t seem that way, more like a Italian/French hybrid. And don’t call the Corsicans French whatever you do.
We blew it in Corsica. Instead of visiting the Bonifacio bastion which was right there in port we bought an excursion to Porto Vecchio, which despite the name is a modern tourist trap. We did find a good boulangerie and spent the morning there instead of shopping which is clearly what we were supposed to be doing. We didn’t take many pictures, and none worth putting on a postcard.
Today is much nicer. We’re in Provence and went wine and olive oil tasting, then visited a lovely medieval castle town called Castellet. Imagine an artists’ colony like Carmel but high above the sea. It would be a wonderful place to spend more time.
The picture on the reverse is of Lisa entering through the main gate into the walled village. The town was festooned with flowers, like many of the small French towns we have visited.
Tomorrow we’re in Palamos Spain for our last day. Then it’s home on Saturday.
Lots of love to you all!