Girl wanted many things. She wanted to enter a pyramid and see a mummy. I wanted to travel through space and float between planets. I wanted to go to Greece and jump from island to island. I wanted to swim in the Mediterranean Sea (which had always seemed to me the sea with the most beautiful color). I also wanted to have a little brother or sister to play with.
I made my first trip before birth, in the belly of my mother. During the primary I spent my time reading books on Egypt, researching Greek philosophy and looking at pictures of the Mediterranean Sea, as long as turquoise. I thought about being an astronaut but gave up . At 13 I found out I had a sister 6 years (or “half – sister” or “sister” or “sister of the same father”) did not know. A few months later we met in person for the first time, Dafne and me. About eight years later, we became friends. I went to Latin America and returned, and went from being good friends to feel sisters without having grown together. Two months ago, Dafne came to Calella (Barcelona an hour) for a while, so when I got the chance to travel to Spain said yes: Dafne want to see in another country. Those who know us know that together are dynamite, Patty and Selma, yin and yang, we formed a delirious and bizarre comedy duo, sometimes a little crazy, but sympathetic.
So last Saturday I left Madrid with a destination: Calella. I arrived early at the bus station but everything was exhausted and just had tickets for one o’clock, so four hours of waiting I then got on the bus heading to Barcelona (to take after the train to Calella).
The driver shift deceived us all: I’m sure it was a stand-up comic who worked undercover as a driver in his spare time. I first heard joking softly with passengers later: “One lady told me she already has too many years to travel to Barcelona by bus for many hours … but if you just have to sit! Not even he had to push! “. When he started, he hunted the microphone and not long anymore. He threw a famous phrase after another, so that passengers do not spark could more laughter. He said things like: “I remind you that this bus is smoke – free, so do not smoke secretly in the bathroom because the fire alarm and pulls water is activated as a firefighter”, “We are many and there is only one bathroom, so probably you are going to be overbooked bath. Remember: the one that comes before, it is cooler. And do not forget to pull the chain because it is not a matter of rebalsarlo “,” Do not forget anything in the seats, was a passenger forgot his girlfriend “and” Remember, passengers who do not fall in Zaragoza, go to Barcelona , do not forget”.
Once the show ended stand up, eight hours made me long. I arrived in Barcelona at night, I got off at the Sants station, I went in search of the train and was told there was one that came in less than 5 minutes, so I ran and caught. An hour later, I came to Calella and found Dafne was waiting for me at the station. Excitement and joy. Kodak moment.
During these days we walked around Calella, chatted, went to the forest and Sant Pol, a small town to Calella station with white houses overlooking the sea. We walked aimlessly through the middle of the street between three – story buildings, gardens, stray cats and potted flowers in the windows. We climbed up a church and I braked suddenly and I told Daf: “Para. That’s the Mediterranean Sea! Right? ” . Such was the excitement of seeing her she had not realized that was oceanfront he had always wanted to meet. Sant Pol looked from above and I realized, too, that was in a typical Mediterranean village, one of those where I always dreamed to live (with white houses and a small balcony facing the sea).
I met the Mediterranean in winter and almost unexpectedly. And with Dafne, something I never would have imagined. Visit http://phase-2.org/ for more reviews.