Crying in my invisible corner…
Dear Cafe Creamers,
We left our home in Albir yesterday to start our three months “vacation” which brings us, in a first step to our other place down south, from which we will start in the middle of May for an 8 week trip exploring the length and breadth of Portugal.
I have to put the word “vacation” in, because in fact, before we can set off for Portugal, Kevin has to perform in 5 different gigs in 3 different countries. And well, concerning me, I am almost never on holiday and in fact when we travel I work more than ever! But what a wonderful way to work, isn’t it? I am a very lucky girl, I know… I really wish I could share my luck with all my painter friends from Cafe Crem…
So, yesterday we travelled from Albir to Turre in our funny convoy, Big Kevin driving the big truck, Tiny Miki driving the tiny Smartie. I especially look quite ridiculous when we travel this way as I always stay behind the motor home (I must always keep an eye on my Kevin…) and people surely wonder about my driving behaviour, which doesn’t correspond at all to the sporty appearance of Smartie…
There was a lot of traffic, I don’t know why they were all suddenly heading to the South… maybe a holiday period of which we weren’t aware? Could be… living in Spain after one month you forget which date it is, after 2 months which day of the week, then which month, then which year… I am not exaggerating! There is something here in Spain which makes you forget the structure of time…
Anyway… we arrived quite late and quite exhausted and spent the rest of the evening relaxing with some videos. Today was even worse, we had to fight again to have the internet reconnected and we mounted a quite big exhibition for me. Something awful happened: one of the biggest paintings (70 x 90 cm, with glass) fell down from the wall on which we had just hung it, almost on the head of a woman sitting there and scared her to death … it was an awful moment, I felt so sorry, and above all so ashamed… what a lack of professionalism, I thought… Well, I had too many things to do and to prepare over the last few days and I didn’t check well enough the paintings which were already framed. I don’ t know if that already happened to you, but if the answer’s yes, you will know the incredible amount of glass fragments that accompany such a breakage… it is like when you spill a liter of milk on the ground and have to wipe it, it seems like 100 liters suddenly…
Kevin was so kind to the mess while In was crying in my invisible corner… as a thank I finally invited him to an enormous and delicious Ney York chicken!
By Miki




