GREETINGS FROM SPAIN
This blog has landed in Spain, a beautiful country filled with friendly people, although not all of them have heads.
They have many traditional Spanish foods here, including the legendary "perritos calientes" (literally, "foods of Spain").
There's a lot of political activity here. Last night at 12:40 a.m. we were awakened by loud chanting coming from the street in front of our hotel. We went to the window and saw a demonstration, consisting of about 300 people, marching past. We have no idea what they were demonstrating for or against. Nor do we know who was supposed to be witnessing this demonstration, seeing as how there was hardly anybody else on the street at that hour. Maybe the demonstration was aimed at hotel guests. If so, we totally agree with (or oppose) whatever it was about.
It was Mark Cuban leading the Mavericks fans in a diss of LeBron, Dave. Amazing they found you so fast.
Since I said "Pamplona" and you are in Spain, do I win the pool?
Hope you're having a great time.
Posted by: Jeff Meyerson | June 13, 2011 at 06:12 AM
Or perhaps it was the Anthony Weiner Fan Club meeting?
Posted by: Jeff Meyerson | June 13, 2011 at 06:13 AM
Nice picture Dave and a different color shirt. Tell us about a really good dish over there and give us the recipe that would be cool.
Posted by: Theresa | June 13, 2011 at 06:14 AM
So Dave went to Spain and got a wiener?
Posted by: Jeff Meyerson | June 13, 2011 at 06:37 AM
I think Spain is preparing to "elect" a new government. Maybe Dave can run for Prime Minister.
Posted by: wiredog | June 13, 2011 at 07:12 AM
Doesn't that mean Hot Pockets?
Posted by: Loudmouth | June 13, 2011 at 07:23 AM
And now I'm hungry for some Perritos Calientes. That guy's costume in the first photo looks navy officer, is that what it was meant to be?
Posted by: Skeletor | June 13, 2011 at 07:23 AM
Because I am not awake enough to figure out the nuanced comments, I had to google "perritos calientes." Which is hot dogs in Spanish, or, as the blogits call them, "weiners."
More coffee....
Posted by: Guin | June 13, 2011 at 07:29 AM
why is walter dressed like an admiral?
Posted by: sandy | June 13, 2011 at 07:54 AM
We are assuming that this trip is tax deductable as Dave is writing about it here.
Posted by: ArcticAl | June 13, 2011 at 08:39 AM
Dave, I have friends in Barcelona - if you see them, please say Hi for me.
Posted by: Punkin | June 13, 2011 at 08:58 AM
Dave wrote a book?
Posted by: Jeff Meyerson | June 13, 2011 at 09:03 AM
So that's where the Headless Horseman's been hangin' out.
Dave, I have long lost relatives in España. IF you find them, tell them I want my inheritance. Gracias!
Posted by: Siouxie | June 13, 2011 at 09:28 AM
Just make sure the "perritos" are the Oscar Mayer kind and not the Ken-L-Ration kind.
Posted by: padraig | June 13, 2011 at 10:15 AM
i may have had relatives in espana before 1492. they may have all left by now.
nobody expects the spanish inquisition.
send more pics.
Posted by: queensbee | June 13, 2011 at 10:19 AM
Caliente? In a month, it will be 119 up here near where I live. Top that, Spain!
Posted by: PirateBoy | June 13, 2011 at 10:38 AM
Dave went all the way to Spain to get a hot dog? Don't they sell those in Miami? I've kind of sworn off perritos calientes for now. I had one loaded with onions and slaw WITH a side dish of onion rings the other night at about 9 pm. Thank goodness for antacids.
Posted by: nursecindy | June 13, 2011 at 10:43 AM
Nice "link" Jeff!
Posted by: Jan Crozier | June 13, 2011 at 10:44 AM
In Spain do they call foot long hot dogs, 30 cm perritos calientes?
Posted by: nursecindy | June 13, 2011 at 10:46 AM
Dave, stay away from the haggis appetizers, cause you don't want to be eating any Scotch tapas.
Posted by: Loudmouth | June 13, 2011 at 11:51 AM
I know EXACTLY where he is, but I'm not saying for fear of blowing Dave's cover.* **
*also judi will kill me.
**unless he's at the Legoland version of it, then I'm totally wrong.
Posted by: Annie Where-but-here | June 13, 2011 at 01:59 PM
Had a similar thing happen to me a few blocks from there. We were in a cab, stuck in traffic because of a demonstration blocking our way. Lots of people shouting. Then we heard a shot and screaming. I think it was tear gas. We hit the floor of the cab, but I peeked and saw people running by with Communist flags. About then I started praying to Ernest Hemingway - "Papa, this is very hip and cool, but please let me live thru it, ok?"
Have fun, Dave!
Posted by: Annie Where-but-here | June 13, 2011 at 02:35 PM
Little dogs hot... That's not what I saw in the underwear photo!
Posted by: eil | June 13, 2011 at 03:28 PM
I'm worried about Dave. He doesn't seem to have a shadow.
Posted by: nursecindy | June 13, 2011 at 04:03 PM
And here I thought Miami was Spain.
Posted by: Clankazoid | June 13, 2011 at 04:04 PM
Did you bring your 9mm Miami translator with you?
Posted by: Loudmouth | June 13, 2011 at 04:23 PM
I don't have friends in Barthelona but say hi anyway
Posted by: NoSacredCow | June 13, 2011 at 04:48 PM