Monday, July 9, 2012
BLOGG# 35 MELANCHOLIC CAPPUCHINO
Well dear readers, it is the last day I am here in Barcelona. It seems impossible that the time has come to leave this wonderful city and country We are all quiet as I pack. Is there anything more melancholic than packing one"s bag to leave? I don't think so. For one thing, the bag has shrunk! It always does! When we pack at home we leave thinking we have room to spare and our bag is too big, but when we leave , the things won't fit in,even if your two friends sit on it. At last this unhappy deed was done and I took a deep breath, it was time to say goodbye- first of all a long walk on the prominade passing my pharmacy where the chemist saved my life by supplying me with three months worth of blood pressure pills which I had forgotten at home, and taught me how to say "Gracias" the Catalonian way, then passing the little dress shop where I bought the best belt ever- I lost weight and my jeans were falling off,and my Barcelona umbrella ,also the market and the myriad little bars crowded with bright young things at tapa hour, and then to my favourite bar the"Absinthe" where I first went for cappuchino on that rainy day. Since then it had become my favourite morning coffee bar and of course tapa bar. I ordered the coffee and told her I was at last leaving and we commiserated together and the invariable "you must come again" was said I agreed but was it possible? I can't see it but I refuse to look in that direction. Better to think "all things are possible and you never know" To think I will never sit in the Absinthe drinking coffee and thinking about the meaning of life as I had been doing the past months, or laughing and drinking red wine and eating tapas with my friends seems impossible to bear. So I sit, listening to the music- Absinthe specialises in scratchy early American blues- and the melancholic tunes underlined my own melancholic mood. The melancholic cappuchino was drunk, I paid my last bill, and dragged my reluctant feet back to the apartment,-- Goodbe Absinthe and Goodbye Barcellona.
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