Many days were just that .. take the dog to the park, sit on a bench and talk, people watch, pup watch and sometimes chat with a park regular or neighbor ... or a tourist who approaches us timidly, thinking we might look friendly .. Bonanza ! we speak and understand English !
Our lives slowed down while living there .. there was no hurry you have an appointment or quick before the weather gets bad or what is there to do today ?
We floated along, coffee at home, take the dog for a walk, stop at a cafe and have a coffee and they would always bring out a bowl of water for the dog.
Make our plan for the day, walk the dog back home and leave him to nap.
Shop, for groceries, for shoes, for this and for that .. spend an afternoon in a museum .. that was once a famous woman's house, with her things still in it, wonderful music playing throughout, a fantastic cafe downstairs, the walled in garden where you could enjoy the cafe ..
Mosey on back home, pick up something at the market for dinner ....
There were so many days like that ... I wish there had been more .. I wish there could be more ..
But I am so thankful that I had those days..
Dearest Candice,
ReplyDeleteOh, those wonderful memories are a treasure to hold onto! One day you will meet again...
That's the reason that I love to chronicle our traveling years together (for work!) and relive the best time of our lives.
Hugs,
Mariette
Thank you Mariette, you are so sweet, as usual :)
ReplyDeleteIndeed, you are very lucky to have had those wonderful days; I've had a pretty good life, but no time periods quite that ideal to look back on :)
ReplyDeleteThank you liparifam ... there is still time :) My mother in law was in her 70s when she started visiting family ... Israel and Argentina ! Nothing stopped her ...
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