Since my pictures seem to be popular, here are some more

After Porto, we went to Galicia, a lovely region. I was sooo happy to get away from all those churches and convents and to see a bit of nature.

Vineyards by the sea:


Not one of my habits, but this is where we spent a day on the beach. Despite being fully clothed in hiking gear and hat (slightly conspicuous between bathing suit clad people), I still managed to get sunburnt... A lovely beach though:


Another view of the sea, with pontoons where they grow (delicious) mussels, oysters, etc.:


And then a lovely sunset, picture postcard beautiful:


After Galicia, we passed through Santiago de Compostella. Abysmal weather and way too many tourists, which is why I let BF handle the photography here:







After that we headed for the mountains, for more nature. To be continued

At this rate, I'll be showing summer pics all through winter Time for some more road trip photos, this time of Porto...

Christmas dinners in our family are not suitable for weak stomachs, always way too much to eat...

Tonight there was a dinner with my mother's family and my mother (who loves to cook) was hosting this year.

Hors d'oeuvres: salmon mousse on toast, dates wrapped in bacon (baked in the oven), melon wrapped in prosciutto, filled filo pastry parcels.
Starter: crab cakes
Main course: roasted rabbit with celeriac puree, sauteed mushrooms, plums poached in red wine.
I made dessert, as I knew she didn't have enough time: triple chocolate brownies and almond and hazelnut cake, and my mother had bought 4 different types of ice cream to accompany the cake and brownies.

I feel like I am going to explode and tomorrow I have two more christmas family gettogethers...

Despite the bad news, I'm not sad. Well, I am sad of course, but mostly I'm angry. Angry at life, at myself, at the egg that fell out of my hand when I was baking a cake, at Amazon for not shipping a certain object to my address, at the weather for being so depressing. I can't remember the last time I cursed so much.

A photo I took a while ago and that brings me peace:

I forget to say: the 'she' mentioned in my previous blog: my grandmother...

I hate cancer. After saying repeatedly that she was sure she had intestinal cancer, she finally had a colonoscopy. Conclusion: intestinal cancer that has spread to her liver and lungs. She doesn't want treatment and the doctor had said it's a question of a few months.

Life sucks, sometimes I wonder what the point is.

I'm curious: do any of you ever get a song stuck in your head, not from hearing it but from simply reading the title?

It's the end of the world as we know it, and I can't get it out of my head

I just noticed that I passed the momentous milestone of 15000 views, woohoo!
Although it's mostly a case of tenacity, having been a member for more than 6 years

Any suggestions or requests I can fulfill to celebrate this milestone? Within reason of course

Inspired by smiile, a little blog in Dutch (my mother tongue) and some "home-made" fractal images...

Hieronder vinden jullie enkele fractalen, een vroegere hobby van mij. Ik zou me er eigenlijk weer eens mee bezig moeten houden, het zou misschien therapeutisch kunnen werken...
Sommigen onder jullie hebben deze afbeeldingen al gezien, maar aangezien het lang geleden is, en aangezien er veel nieuwe leden erbij gekomen zijn, kan het allicht geen kwaad

I guess I'd better answer my own question.
So have I cried after climaxing?
Yes, a few times, after masturbating. Sometimes just quiet tears and sometimes full on sobbing. For some reason, it released pent-up sadness or despair that I barely was aware of. Maybe it has something to do with a difference in breathing, or maybe it's more mysterious.