Car-man arrives

My college roommate (who I will forever refer to as my roommate) flew in for a whirlwind weekend in Madrid, from London. I don't know why, but whenever we are together, being cultured flies out the window and being obsessed with pop culture takes over.

This weekend, we decided to pretend that we were being followed by paparazzi. We were celebrated celebrities:

Don't follow us please. We are important. Notice the phone and the sunglasses??

A deeper entry will come again, some day.

P.S. I went skiing with my students at an indoor ski dome called Xanadu. As in the movie. It was totally 80s'. Including a hot ski instructor. May return again, just for the instructor. Will also return to blog writing proper sentences with proper subjects. But not now.