Monday, April 26, 2010
The Pyrenees, sharp and thick with snow, buckle up beneath me; they’re vast, taking many minutes to pass over. I left Menorca last night and Mallorca this morning, and am en route to Dusseldorf, Germany on Air Berlin. A short layover there, and then on to New York City and the fun of trying to find my hostess in Manhattan, conflicting directions notwithstanding…
Stayed overnight with a friend’s friend in Palma, and took a lovely stroll around midnight with him and his dog through the old city, my last tango with the narrow stone streets of Europe. Floodlit castle on the hill, Moorish fortress walls golden and rising out of the sidewalk, harbor full of sailboats, sidewalk cafés half busy – a quiet Sunday night. Peeking into house’s inner courtyards if their huge doors are open: cool potted-plant refuges for when the summer heat becomes oppressive. The moon, barely short of full, shining clear in the Mediterranean night.
My last days in Menorca were just magical. Lots of time at the villa, “Ca Na Sally” (every house has a name), writing emails, playing music, cleaning, packing, meditating, lying around, eating. A last sweet Contact Improv jam at the studio, a last few massages given to my housing angel, Sally. Two days of rain freshened things beautifully, and the wildflowers went nuts. I invited all my friends to a farewell party for Friday night, and the rain stopped just in time – the house filled with great food, sweet people, music, slideshow of my pics, and taking lots more pics. On Saturday, cleaned and closed up the villa, spent the day with Natalia, my original contact here, and in the evening went to Fornells with she and Lita to hear Nat’s husband Simon playing percussion with a band (Diego something), incredibly great “Flamenco Fusion“. No room to dance, and lots of smoke, unfortunately!!
And Sunday, with my couchsurf buddy Lita again, we had a leisurely terrace breakfast, then with Fanny joining us, went to a new beach near Es Mitjorn Gran. Beautiful, almost hot day, lots of people but not too much, and manifesting my dream of swimming in the Sea on my last day! A little hike up the barranca, picking wild asparagus, and then home to Fanny’s for a beautiful lunch with Lambrusco, sunshine and talk of “la proxima vez”, the next time we meet. Of course, everyone is invited to my home in Oregon, and I hope they come!
And now, boarding for NYC. I hope to do a little sightseeing nearby my hostess’s at The Cloisters in the morning, but otherwise I am not interested in trying to see any more of NYC. Never have been a city girl, and have certainly had my fill on this trip. Home, my beloved daughters, and my friends, fill my vision now. As for my soul’s harvests from this odessey, I expect they’re already here, and my awareness of them will pop up in small bursts, for the rest of my life. I am so happy to have had this experience, and I hope you have gained something from sharing it with me, as I have from sharing it with you. Namaste’.