Snow Surfing

Snow, snow, snow :) Yesterday I went to the snow :)

I went working to the bar, night shift, pushed the people out from the bar at 3.00am with Danny's help (the canadian guy who works with me) and after we cleaned everything we stayed irresponsibly getting drunk until 4.15am. I fell on my bed at 4.30am to get up one hour later. After all, the first train going to La Molina leaves Sants everyday at 7.00am. Before there was still the waking up, preparing the stuff to take, eat, coffee and buy the ticket.

La Molina is the ski resort closest to Barcelona, meaning 3 hours in a train plus half in a bus directly to the tracks. It's a small mountain with 2500 meters, but full of tracks for all the likes. During the repeated falls (typical of somebody who doesn't now how to surf on the snow) I remembered of the snow trips advertised in posters all around my University, every year, and that make me imagine that really cool holiday week. Now... well, now I'm going windsurfing in one day, on the same small town there's a spot with more than 150 climbing routes (for the next day, that doing everything in the same day is suicide) and with a day in between to rest there I go to the mountain snowboarding.

Dows anyone have a second hand snowboard to sell to me?

Indica Book Shop

During part of the 60s, there was in Southampton Row, 102, a book shop, Indica Book Shop, of a guy called Barry Miles.
He was inside the explosion of the Beat Generation in London and made the bridge between this city and the West Coast and New York, mainly through his bookshop, that imported forbidden books (like "naked Lunch" by Allen Ginsberg, "On The Road" by Jack Kerouac, etc) and tried to confront the retrograde and repressive rules of the english society of then. This Barry Miles was involved in the dissemination of literature, poetry, in the creation of an ideas journal called International Times (IT), organized parties, concerts with the bands and artists that were rising in the time, Paul McCartney, John Lennon with the Beatles, Mick Jagger with the Rolling Stones, Frank Zappa with his Mothers of Reinvention, anyway, whatever interesting stuff that was happening was for sure that he was involved. The book "In The Sixties" is compulsory for whom wants to know after all what were the crazy 60s, mainly in London.
Bearing in mind that I lived in the same area and lots of references this book does are to places where I've been or used to go regularly I thought funny to check what happened to the famous "Indica Book Shop".

This one's for you, João: