Bubble an' Squeak

 June 30 The bad news is that I did not meet Ricky Martin. I am 90% sure I saw his security detail with their walkie talkies, but I did not take pictures of them because it seemed rude, and not like real evidence anyway. More bad news: Tomorrow is our last day in Europe.  In better news we spent today at the Seville Cathedral. It is the third largest Cathedral in the world. It felt massive on the inside.Nic and I spent several hours wandering the various side alters, back rooms, and sitting in the wonder of the main cathedral. We wandered up the bell tower to very top and peered down on Seville. In the soft light of the cathedral, and among the hushed voices, a sense of awe pervades the space. Throughout this trip we have seen former mosques, lots of churches, places of prayer and sacrifice. In each ot these spaces the human interaction with the divine, or the seeking of the divine is palpable. It leads me back to my word of the year: Seek. I have been seeking answers to quest...

 June 29 As we left Lagos I noticed at the gas station three versions of the same man. Each was old. Each was wearing a pink shirt and glasses. None of them planned it. These are the moments one is sure God exists and has a great sense of humor.      this is two different men, to be clear. NOT the same man. Our drive back to Spain was uneventful outside of the three different gas stations we stopped at. The first one was too busy and had too many men in pink shirts. The second involved some confusion about how to pay. Finally, at the third gas station we successfully purchased gas and Pringles. We arrived back in Seville with much less fanfare than the last time. Lest I forget to mention, these custard pastries are a Portugal tradition and they are delicious.  I made a list of things we wanted to do this time. At the top of this list was Plaza D’Espagne. Helen, Catroina and I had literally run within steps of it, but not knowing what we were doing, where we were...