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ain't he adorable...
off to family dinner here...



#5. Rates to Go
www.ratestogo.com
Rates to Go is a last minute hotel site giving you access to hotels in more
than 80 contries.
#4. Venere
http://www.venere.com/
Venere gives you access to Hotels, apartments and b&b accommodation worldwide.
# 3. Expedia with sistercompanies
www.expedia.com
Expedia got a large selection of traveldeals (flights, hotels, cars, tickets etc) and have a large flight and hotelbase. It has all the major flightcompanies. The
same group also have
#2. HRS - Hotel Reservation Service
http://www.hrs.de/
HRS is a german company with a good bookingsite. It focus it's services around hotels.# 1. Booking.com
www.booking.com
Booking.com is a part of the Priceline group (www.priceline.com) and has a good access to hotels of all levels. If your looking for a flight, their parent Priceline give you that option.
I believe that the last few weeks have shown us that parts of USA, is falling behind in civil rights. When a lot of the western countries are seeing a broadening of equal opportunities, the states are entering into a backlash over gay rights. Who would think that catholic Spain would approve gay marriages before the good old US of A?
Ballad of the Moon
The moon came into the forge
in her bustle of flowering nard.
The little boy stares at her, stares.
The boy is staring hard.
In the shaken air
the moon moves her arms,
and shows lubricious and pure,
her breasts of hard tin.
"Moon, moon, moon, run!
If the gypsies come,
they will use your heart
to make white necklaces and rings."
"Let me dance, my little one.
When the gypsies come,
they’ll find you on the anvil
with your lively eyes closed tight"
"Moon, moon, moon, run!
I can feel their horses come."
"Let me be, my little one,
don’t step on me, all starched and white!"
Closer comes the horseman,
drumming on the plain.
The boy is in the forge;
his eyes are closed.
Through the olive grove
come the gypsies, dream and bronze,
their heads held high,
their hooded eyes.
Oh, how the night owl calls,
calling, calling from its tree!
The moon is climbing
through the sky
with the child by the hand.
They are crying in the forge,
all the gypsies, shouting, crying.
The air is viewing all, views all.
The air is at the viewing.
Federico Garcia Lorca
