A Destined Encounter.


Coincidence does not exist. Not in my book! Yesterday, a couple came to see me, on the street that is my present home, to have a chat about this and about that. And chat we did, about lots of things, which led to them inviting me to sleep in their flat. Just like that! These …

A Day in Gandia…


This should have been posted long ago, but I did not have the money nor the time. I´m sitting in front of the Borgia church, as it is Sunday and the lottery office where I was begging earlier is closed. I made a friend yesterday, a Spaniard called Vicente, who is depressed over a broken …