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We don't quite know what the attraction in Kingsville is, but tonight we had a visitor from the Canary Islands.

For those of you who may not know, they are a group of islands off the coast of Africa that are controlled by Spain.

The Canary islands blew by Iceland (2800 miles), and logged in at a seat numbing 3850 miles away.

Sleeping volcanoes, museums, opera, symphonies, cactus, desert, snow, jungle. Spring like weather all year round.

This should make you want to book a flight:

"Outstanding are the potato stews or the ubiquitous and aptly named 'papas arrugadas' (wrinkled potatoes), which are boiled in extremely salty water and eaten with hot 'Mojo' sauce."

The Chinyero volcano had its last eruption only 90 years ago! But don't worry, Tenerife is a safe place to enjoy a special holiday anytime of the year.

Just my luck, 90 years, 1 potato, and bang.

Please note that Iceland still has the public spas c/w lifeguards, and that really should be on any traveler list.

Anyway, it was a pleasure meeting Jenny, who, by the way, is a great Country fan, and knows her music.

 http://www.canary-travel.com/index-in.html

 

 

 

 Last night at the Kingsville Inn, we had the pleasure of meeting a wonderful foursome who were really lost. because the two ladies were from Iceland, one guy was from England, and the other guy was from North Carolina. When I asked them how they ended up in our bar, they replied that they were stumbling down the street, and saw a Budwiser sign. Our kind of people. They were totally charming folks, and although they claimed not to like Country music, stayed right till the end.

By the way, if you ever meet anyone from Iceland, don't bother asking what their name is, because you will never be able to pronounce it. One name simplified to Elizabeth, and the other name simplified to Rhtmgfkdfklreiodklfdklgvfd. I think it spelled that right.

I googled Iceland for some background research, and found two interesting items of note. First, they have community bathing spas, complete with lifeguards!!!! Second, they have geysers, which is fitting because our band are old geysers as well.

Rhtmgfkdfklreiodklfdklgvfd took a lot of pictures throughout the night, and she said she will try to send a few of them to us.

Anyway, it was fun to have them in the crowd, and we hope to see them again.

 

Mike recently gave us a scare, and by refusing to feel sick, generally ticked-off the medical community.
We are pleased to report that after a small procedure, and a couple of fluid changes, he is responding well, and still knows his name. If he will ever play the violin again is another question, but that is an old joke that has no business here.

The attached picture was taken just this past weekend, and you can see that while he may not have all his colour back, he looks good. (He does mumble about having his nuts around his neck, but they are easier to scratch in the morning)

Yesterday, while enjoying the lovely patio at the Chateau, I commented to Sheryl how much I liked the fishing lures she had in her ears, and asked what she was hoping to catch for supper later. (To me, that would be a fairly practical excuse for extra holes in the body.) But, Sheryl politely informed me that they were Dollar Store ear rings, and meant for ornamental purposes only, so what came to mind was that one sucker’s food, is another one’s bling!

Then, in a blinding flash in the form of a left hook from Sheryl, the inspiration for Bert’s Bling was born. Dollar Store jewelry that can also be used as survival gear, or just for a good laugh.

Over the next few weeks, I’ll be personally handling the procurement activities, and you can rest assured that only the gaudiest, ugliest,  finest Bling will be chosen for the Bertettes. Ellie May agreed to model the prototypes in return for not sleeping in my hedge