
View from our hotel room.




Isn´t he just perfect? Isn´t he just dazzlingly beautiful? I love him so much I sometimes just can´t even breathe properly!! (this
blog is named after him;
Marino, and he, himself, named after the beautiful haunting
sea I grew up with).

Pejo, my lovely husband, and I (though we don´t look as "handsome" as we really are...). More about him in a superb poem I wrote for him titled
"ÉL..." (in archives, June).

