Friday, March 16, 2012

After Dinner Friday Night

One time, several years ago, I was walking on the beach when there was a strong wind and loud crashing waves.  The sound washed away all awareness of other things and created a loneness and internal quiet that were almost unparalelled.  Spain can be a lot like that.

Right now I am sitting in my hotel room Friday night with the window open, sounds of voices from the restaurants and tabernas below enjoying their dinners, their friends, their wines are creating currents  which blend together into an upbeat  sea of sound that can create that same feeling of solitude, yet at the same time invite one to join in the waves of liveliness. 


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