What Does It Take To Get You

Madrid Is Enjoyed Most From The Ground, Exploring Your Way Through Its Narrow Streets That Always Lead To Some Intriguing Park, Market, Tapas Bar Or Street Performer. Each Night We'd Leave Our Hotel To Begin A New Adventure In Madrid And Nine Out Of 10 Times, We'd Walk Through The Plaza Mayor.

My Mother Missed Having Dinner With Lyndon Johnson Because She Couldn't Find The Right Hat To Wear. While My Father Went Off To The White House To Break Bread With The President, My Mother, Who's Not A Things And Stuff Person, Stayed At The Hotel And Tried On 10 Different Hats And Missed Dinner.

There Is A Part Of Me That Still Wants To Go Out And Grab A Backpack And Unplug - Not Take A Cellphone Or Even A Camera And Just Get Out There And Experience The World And Travel. I Have Yet To Do That, But Someday I Hope.

I Still Have The Art Projects My Kids Made For Me 20 Years Ago. I Cherish Them, Crude And Silly As Some Of Them May Be.

My Father Is The Hollywood Equivalent Of A Clean, Fillet-brazed Frame. My Brother Is Like One Of Those Fat-tubed Aluminum Cannondales. I'm More Like One Of Those Taiwanese Masis.