I’ve eaten good lamb before. But I’ve never eaten it while feeling guilty and happy at the same time. Okay, to be honest, it was more like a tinge of remorse followed by a rush of ecstasy, and the remorse is only before the first bite. If you’ve already read the post on my trip to Madrid, … Continue reading Baby lamb for dinner, anyone?
Falling ill when you’re travelling on a holiday is not exactly ideal. But it’s one of those things that you sometimes have no control over. Before you know it, the fatigue you thought was a result of yesterday’s extensive sightseeing and the drippy nose that you thought was just your deviated septum acting up again, is … Continue reading How to survive a cold in Madrid