…but with the humidity factor it's 36 C
that's centigrade, translates to 98.8 F...I guess it's no surprise to anyone, at least anyone reading this blog, the weather itself is an adventure anywhere you are; that was last week, it's cooled off a bit, for a few days anyway, it hailed 6cm diameter (2.3") a couple of days ago, breaking historical records of destroyed crops.
Back to me now, I'm getting ansi to get busy with the new future enterprise, as I feel this whole experience has been like a long vacation, I cheap one at that; I had the same feeling when I was living in Hermosa Beach (91-94), perhaps it's because I'm so close to the beach. However I just scrolled down my old posts and I'm in awe of how much has happened around me and in my head too. A week ago I was ready to call the airline and change the date of my return, particularly during the dinner party to celebrate the end of country line dance classes, while I have a great time dancing with these people, that is the only thing I share with them. It was a potluck and I refused to chip in 5 euros for the purchase of plastic plates, silverware, papers napkins (all non recycled) and corporate sodas, no one could be bothered with the "inconvenience" of bringing these items from home, but I did, and created a bit of a stir. But then last Monday evening I ran into Angel and his dog Max at the beach, I hadn't seen them since last summer, we began to talk about Maxs' diet, as he seems slightly chubby, one thing led to another, turns out he was part of Transition Towns London when it was starting and he was living there, he began a green basket coop 3 years ago here in Premia (there's a waiting list now), he's involved with "indignats" Premia, created a "time bank", but has been to busy lately to follow up on it as he's working for an energy coop. So I went to meet these people as instructed last Wednesday, only to find that they were just deciding to pick it up in September, as the summer holidays are here; again I'm confused, how do you take vacation from being "indignat"?
While I'm still teaching english to old and new people, I said good-bye to Maria, my most regular student, who by the way, did pass her KET exam, and I was very happy for her, I believe the only reason her family had doubts (I had non) was because when her dad took her to the big city, at 10yrs, she was dwarfed by all the 15 and 16 yr olds taking the test with her. I didn't tell her for sure that I wouldn't be here when she comes back after the summer, on the one hand because she seemed too sad with that idea, on the other hand because "who knows"? I sorta have similar problem with my friends, as they're always asking if I'm still thinking of leaving.
In the meantime, I went with Edward, as he needed to collect a press release for his magazine See barcelona, to the recently open Cannabis Museum of Barcelona. Just the restored building Palau Mornau is reason enough to see, but the exhibit I also found fascinating, one hall has fabrics, another old medicine bottles, and famous people from Shakespeare to John Wayne. No sample to take home, but a brochure, and one of those fun picture taking thingamajigs which let's you email yourself. Check it out.
Afterwards we walked the neighborhood a bit, so he could get a sense of who is still in business, and if there were any new ones for possible customers. We ran into this intriguing open doorway with no signage, but an obvious and recognizable art bench, the Enric Miralles Foundation.
A pre-existing huge ceramic store, that I had never seen before, because of it's location I guess, 30 years ago Escudellers street was the epicenter of low life and prostitution. Art Escudellers
Last night the pirates came back, as once again the festivities are here, you can see it better on this news clip
And just six days away from going to Soria, to mee up with ecologistas en accion for the ecomarcha, this time I will get there by train and bus, and leave Wilbur here, as he's not allowed on the bus. I'll catch up with you again after I come back.
love to all
While I'm still teaching english to old and new people, I said good-bye to Maria, my most regular student, who by the way, did pass her KET exam, and I was very happy for her, I believe the only reason her family had doubts (I had non) was because when her dad took her to the big city, at 10yrs, she was dwarfed by all the 15 and 16 yr olds taking the test with her. I didn't tell her for sure that I wouldn't be here when she comes back after the summer, on the one hand because she seemed too sad with that idea, on the other hand because "who knows"? I sorta have similar problem with my friends, as they're always asking if I'm still thinking of leaving.
In the meantime, I went with Edward, as he needed to collect a press release for his magazine See barcelona, to the recently open Cannabis Museum of Barcelona. Just the restored building Palau Mornau is reason enough to see, but the exhibit I also found fascinating, one hall has fabrics, another old medicine bottles, and famous people from Shakespeare to John Wayne. No sample to take home, but a brochure, and one of those fun picture taking thingamajigs which let's you email yourself. Check it out.
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