I’m actually glad I’ve been working so much this week (even with awful ear/sinus infection) because it means that I’ve avoided that “too many Sundays” feeling that happens around Christmas and Easter here. I always find Sundays a bit sad and bleh…
To make things even blehier it’s been raining all week (well, all winter…) and so many of the processions have either been cancelled or cut short. But that hasn’t stopped the ladies dressing up in their black dresses and lace mantillas to show that they are mourning the death of Christ. I love this tradition simply because the ensembles are so striking and elegant. I also enjoy the irony of seeing a group of young women decked out in tight black mini-dresses, stiletto heels and sheer black stockings with seams up the back, clearly hoping to be photographed.
They will also be out and about on Good Friday so I hope to get a few more photos.
I’m a bit late with my post today because, well, I’ve actually been too busy enjoying my day. What’s that you say – az enjoying a Sunday??? Truth is, I’m feeling extremely well since my trip to Málaga. I came home last night with the very distinct feeling that … well, that I was happy. Really and truly happy. And so when I got up this morning I enjoyed spending time organising photos and doing some other stuff online. But it was such a gorgeous day that it was a shame to stay indoors, so Nog and I went out for a long walk. On the way home I gave my friend Bizzy a call because we were getting hungry and I remembered that I had been invited to stop by her restaurant L’Oca Giuliva for lunch one day – an invitation that included Nog – so it seemed like a good moment to take her up on her offer. We had a great time and it felt good to give Nog a treat, especially as he’d done such a good job of taking care of the boys while I was away.
So, that is our lunch up there … fabulous. Some spinach and provolone crostone, a fresh & crunchy endive salad with creamy gorgonzola dressing, and even dessert! I almost never eat dessert, but Bizzy insisted, so we shared strawberry “carpaccio” with vanilla icecream and pistachios, and a delicious tiramisu. Bliss.
After lunch we walked over to see if my virtual photographer buddy Antonio Cid was at work. I’ve known him for months now online but had never met him in person. Then I found out that he works weekends at a small bar near my house, so I decided it was time to stop by and say hello face-to-face. And of course it felt like we’d always known each other, very easy chatting, and we had a really nice visit.
And now Nog and I are back home. He’s reading and I’m taking care of some Sevilla Tapas updates and doing a few other things before I stop to make an evening snack. And then maybe watch a film and hit the hay. You know, I could really get the hang of Sundays if they were always this pleasant. Oh, and did I mention I am happy?
More on that tomorrow…
How was your Sunday?