Plain Pleasures

The other week, Ally made aware of Jane Bowles Plain Pleasures and, predictably enough, I had to invest in a copy of my own after reading up on Bowles’ fascinating biography which included sojourns and love affairs in Tangier and Mexico. Without a doubt, frequenting lesbian bars in Paris in the late 1930’s was far more of a statement than staying at Axel Hotel in Madrid in 2022.

Making bouillabaisse for dinner, this Saturday feels exceptionally long already, starting with a stormy 10 km through sleet followed by a visit to Navet with the kids and then an additional 6 km on the treadmill. Still only at 63 km this week, I cannot really grasp how I was able to hit 100 or even 120 km per week in the past.