Don Day first discovered Campo Viejo Rioja about 30 years ago. I was on holiday in Spain and going through an image transition. I was trying to leave the slob behind that only I loved and metamorphose (I think it’s a word) into one of the sophisticates who...
Have you ever noticed that, no matter how small the North American town is that you’re passing through, no matter how far away it is from anything else even remotely Asian, there’s always a Chinese restaurant. With that in mind, Don Day wasn’t...
Don Day always wanted to see the Hot Club of France. But the Hot Club of France disappeared from this world about the same time Don Day appeared in this world. So Don Day had to be content to listen to recorded forms of gypsy jazz instead. The closest Don Day ever...
If Don Day tipped too much tequila one evening and ran into a genie on the way home, right after wishing her name was Barbara Eden and then wishing she respond to every request with “Yes, Master”, I would use my third wish to patch a great big hole in San Miguel...
I can’t believe the number of people I’ve met. The number of stories I’ve heard. About people coming to San Miguel de Allende for a week. Falling under the town’s magical spell. And buying a house before they leave. Don Day has been coming to...
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