unterWegs:cycles...

...i write from the same place i wrote one of my few pieces in Spanish exactly four years ago, after arriving at chef Iñaxio Navas' restaurant-grill, the eponymous 'Asador Iñaxio', precisely on his birthday, October 19...
first of all, thanks for all the expressions of sympathy. it's been another grating turn of the screw to my sense of loss.
next, some good news: i got an email from a woman named María who's found my pocket calendar-agenda & my near-written-full little 'moleskin' notebook!
...i'm also debating posting some flyers: reward, no questions asked...
there is a police station on th premises at Sants, i'm returning on th night train tonight
& will see about filing a report when i arrive in th morning...
Lydia at Itur-Net was flabbergasted that i rembered her. she & her partner have a three-year-old girl now. Pamplona-Iruña has experienced a big expansion & development boom, disorienting to some of my friends here as well as myself. there seems to be a generalized feeling life is increasingly regimented & moving towards some sort of 'American' model...
i was woken by an anxiety atteck in th middle of th night yesterday, after managing to get some sleep, spent afternoon & evening walking from one end of town to another.
th first impression of four years ago grows: this is a dramatically beautiful town, with ancient walls overlooking th meandering Arga river & generous park greenery...
well, i'm hoping my friend, photographer-restaurateur & committed traveler Fernando Ansó has called and can show up at Iñaxio's for lunch on th chef's 62nd birthday...
thanks again for being there, y'all. guess it's true, what they say in Puerto Rico:
'Dios aprieta, pero no ahoga'