I did come back, go back, depending on where "you" are at; I travelled to SFO where Jordi picked me up and headed straight up to Truckee; actually stopped to load up on food on the way, boy I sure missed Trader Joe's all this time, the biggest problem in Spain is getting any organic food at a reasonable price .
Three days later borrowed Jordi’s car, headed to Marin for 5 days to visit friends; it was a lighting visit because I didn’t want to leave Jordi without wheels for so long, weather was not exactly good conditions for riding a bike yet, as a matter of fact it had just started to snow, first of the season. Still, it was a very pleasant visit, was able to get caught up with a few friends. During girls night dinner, we were all so intrigued and fascinated with all of Noelle’s changes, that I left without updates on Zany or Dianne (except for seeing the sweet new digs...nice). 
On my way back up to Truckee I stopped to see Robert, not sure if I mentioned this before, but he has adopted my smart car for a while, since his landrover bit the dust, and I know first hand what a shitty vehicle that is, if you ever have an inclination to get one...don’t; anyway, he happens to be an astrologer, and he’s been helping me gain a better insight as to what may be more favorable and to be more intuitive when the opportunity comes along in developing my new plan...you may want to call it a business plan, but I’m not quite sure if that’s the right name for it yet, but you can check out what I have so far in the images below:
Amongst friends, acquaintances or stories from others both here and there, a common denominator of people tired, frustrated, trapped in their current daily lives, wanting change, big change. I don’t have to tell you, most of us have been in the process of awakening, now we have to start moving. So I’m just including all of those things I would like to surrounded by, and we can all start trimming away, or…?
Back to the trip, I spent two more weeks with Jordi, before heading to Vancouver, the trip went well, but I was surprised that both planes (reno-seattle, seattle-vancouver) were old school propeller planes. In this photo you can see Mount Ranier to the right of the propeller. Adelina picked me up and we headed to Squamish.
Back in Barcelona, actually Premia de Mar, the beach town just 20 minutes north of the big city, life goes on, I resume my english teaching and more country line dancing, I actually just got back now, had to jump in the shower as I was totally drenched from dancing out in the sunshine at the Plaza de la Sardana. I’ve been realizing more and more how this dance style is improving my coordination overall, as I’ve been getting clumsy with age.
Although I did see my bread-making friend Jordi last Sunday, it was only briefly, and although he’s been getting less and less work, his mom took a turn for the worse while I was away, so she’s been staying with him, and he’s been driving her from doctor to doctor. She had been scheduled for the same eye surgery that my mom had last year, but the day before her back collapse, now Jordi is using electromagnetics while she sleeps to rebuild cartilage around her spine, which must be done every single day for three months he tells me, and she’s already on morphine pills. So the whole bread making has been put on hold.
In the meantime I've been working on cleaning out the junk room, in order to make room for Jordi and Dre. Dre is already here, to get some training at Barcelona's futbol club, so California can get some future Messi-like players. Jordi will here next week.
