The past and future are veiled; but the past wears the widow's veil; the future, the virgin's.

It's Monday, and I have taken the day off. That can only mean one thing: the Messiah is coming! I even have a sign on top of a van to prove it.

That said, not even the Messiah can prevent the tardy motorist getting a parking ticket down here in Salamanca. Word on the street has it that Joseph and Mary's donkey - Nigel, I do believe was his name - was ticketed as they browsed through the ~~ridiculous tat~~ innovative arts and craft that you can find in the tourist district.

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yamini said…

Hi Kris/Jen/Henry/Ez,

Sorry for not visiting in a long time, was busy with my brother's marriage, which took place on November 29, 2009.

However, with the first post itself, I stand assured that you haven't lost your touch. The post was amusing and yes, wishing all of you a very, very, very joyous festive season ahead (Rest of the greetings will follow soon...).

Take care

14 December 2009 at 16:34

Roddy said…

You my son work in the tourist district. Aren't you fortunate that you don't drive a motor vehicle and or donkey.
If the messiah arrives at your place of work tell him I have a thing or two to ask. Don't however give him my mobile number.
Nigel, eh? How do you say that in Hebrew?

14 December 2009 at 19:52

Dina said…

It first I though the van would be of Chabad.

14 December 2009 at 20:07

Kris McCracken said…

It's an odd place, Salamanca.

18 December 2009 at 09:48

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This will hurt me...

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