enduring couples (then 33)
leaving the hotel, we pay to know Perpignan.
"It's nice to walk through this avenue to the river," said Tere Tet..
"Yes, but it has to do with South Ter in Catalonia, as we call them in Perpignan. Nor with Cer.
not know what melted imaginative mind to give as varied nomination. Only serves to confuse.
Rio tet
"You're quiet at last, eh?. The kids eased guts.
-rare find being this City South of France also distinguish both of which have come.
"But this is Northern Catalonia, is the capital of Roussillon. Before joining France, the former Catalan Pyrenees covered both sides.
Perpignan
http://es.sunfrance.com/descubrir/de...rbano/perpinan
Perpignan Data
For the Catalans of Spain , to also speak the same language in the French part, represents and is a continuation of their country. However
on each side of the Pyrenees, different laws apply, corresponding to their states.
During the Franco dictatorship, the documentation of erotic films, showed a puritanism, bordered to the geek. As in the French part was not censored, the influx of people from Barcelona to the screens of theaters Perpiñání, was massive. Good deal I reported this kind of tourism for many years.
The film caused a sensation, was The Last Tango in Paris.
Children seemed to smell the home. Once satisfied to find a health similar to those known by them, recovered the joy of living. They enjoyed touring the railway station, and that is the union Main English-French communication. Dalí called the Navel of Europe. The Omphalos.
Perpignan station
Box Perpignan station, by Dali
Apparently, the name of Omphale, Dali gave the parallels between this enclave of station in Perpignan and the enclave of Delphi, to the Greeks.
Omphalos of Delphi
http://es.wikipedia.org/wiki/% C3% 93nfalo
Omphale, by wikipedia
A visitor in front of the station of Perpignan. Beside the bronze sculpture "Metamorphosis of the Venus de Milo", 1964
As we longed to get home, we were not too long, thinking that this city is just around the corner, we could easily return when you felt like .
I was tempted to reach African Reserve Sigean, which is about 40 km north of Perpignan, the children would have liked, and it is a zoo where animals roam freely, but this had delayed another day to return.
being noon, we stopped the last stop in the Hotel Le Village Catalan , to eat.
After lunch and with the only stop on the border for passport visa, we skip Figueras, Dali's home town in Girona refuel and evening Tere found the gate of her parents' home Jordi with his phrase:
-analysis conducted Perqué I `n` im has deixat sun, eh?. (Why did you go and leave me alone eh?)
Account Tere:
When we got home after the trip everything went more or less as before. Just had changed during the trip I discovered many things unknown in the country. Over the years I have discovered that the best way to learn geography is to travel without hesitation.
I started looking in the book that whenever I traveled I carried with me, all that had been scoring.
Reading it again, I felt the same when I went through it the first time, and that since then I encouraged her not to leave to score a lot, even those from the most absurd. Sooner or later I would serve as a topic for my stories.
And so came "a different day," which over many years has been repeated. A lot of stories to read it again now makes me feel nostalgic, some times, and I laugh out loud for the many antics of the children.
UNDIADIFERENTE
had before it the typewriter, hands in position as if about to play a great concert pianist, his head eagerly seeks a reason to expose it letter by letter, sentence by sentence grammar, skillfully telling an idea that has its charm.
Something like a vortex moves in his head, has a vague idea, but lacks know express. Trouble finding simple words, but completely expressive reach the reader. Think that only with a little concentration, it will.
The story begins like most stories, once the first sentence, the words are flowing and able to describe the scenes you have in mind without too many setbacks
The phone calls repeatedly, and with an impatient gesture lifts the receiver. The call is not for her, the commission notes that give it for transmission to the family, while answering in monosyllables. He has left everything on paper noted.
you sit at the typewriter. Where was I? Read what you just expressed just before the call, and remain motionless with eyes closed, looking for the exact words that give life to his characters, words that when the phone has rung, it seemed fluent emanating from his brain, and now after distraction, seems to have disappeared. Inexplicably
not remember now what they were, I think what he meant, and not see it as important or pretty as before, and stays on hold, thinking.
Type a few sentences and after reading the blemish, not like. Luckily it is a draft where you can make any changes it deems appropriate. For
finally finds the right words, and fingers are light on the lyrics, and the paper is filled with scenes of fantastical events. She is happy because in a few moments it has been able to express things that keep him in his head, and has managed to convey to the paper. Who knows when you read someone feel identified with its thoughts.
few knocks at the door, get to reluctantly get out of the chair, not without grumbling along the way, the new interrupt. A little aggressive
question of who intercom. From the street, ask him to open the door, the mail carrier needs to go. Duda few moments, but ends up doing what they ask. Has been a little uneasy. And if not right? Decides to make sure and open the window of the hall from where you can see the entrance to the stairs. Person who actually checks the postman that is deposited in the mail boxes. Breathe calmly
after seeing with their own eyes. Could have been a careless - as there are today - which had used when she opened the door to any wrongdoing. Or as he had so much it was going floor by floor offering discount items.
Well ... again to the typewriter. Read the last sentence you wrote. Does not know exactly where the story was. I re-read everything, and it seems that some sentences have not been sufficiently clear, or well expressed, which has used words which, while good, they lack feeling. The same, sure you could say otherwise, most telling, to enhance the action. Get up and look in the thesaurus as appropriate. Yes, it has now been much better. She realizes that she is made the accusations, and she proposes a solution. Before becoming
lay, comes to washing clothes, to make sure if you've completed the quick wash cycle. There are still a few minutes.
understands that it is better not to sit at the typewriter until the clothes are ready to hang them, then will sit down and try to continue with minimal interruption.
To get those minutes, he decides to make a phone call, leaving the watch so you can see it at all times. As he speaks, is pending the spin that makes the machine, and it should be the last, and takes to cut the telephone conversation. Assure your friend that at another time, continue the talk. While
tends clothes, thinking about how you develop the argument that has half the typewriter.
you hurry, you want to end as soon as possible to sit at the blank pages to explain everything now sees very clearly.
The letters are appearing without a doubt, and ideas are exposed as she feels them. Once finished, I re-read, edit a few sentences, only it is all in clean fun, and make copies.
The best thing you can do now is to forget momentarily the letter, end with the chores, and after eating, when I come back to stay alone at home, no noise and no one to bother you, definitely finish the job.
in the kitchen when everyone was gone, while preparing coffee is wondering if all that has shaped like. He shrugs. It's so hard to reach people's hearts! And it is not this the only problem, she is a professional writing, do it because you like it, because when he writes seems to have filled a void, deep within your being. It convinces telling herself that does more than raise children.
second thought, the question of educating some little ones, and hold them accountable, so that tomorrow will be fine, workers, and honest, it's a really difficult task, though it has done with enthusiasm, and tenderness at the time She thinks she has the right to respect for their persons have other attractions, not only the family but most importantly. He knows that the role of mother no one can take away ever.
recognizes that nevertheless has not been an easy task to teach them what they think they may be more convenient for them. Today everything has changed too, and can not be modeled what she taught.
With coffee cup in hand goes to the dinner table.
papers, notebooks, sheets of carbon paper "tipex, two dictionaries, all spread in any way on the table giving a sense of overwhelming disorder. Look what time it is. Has exactly three hours to work quietly, without anyone to bother. Determined
goes up the phone and picks it up. Close the door of the hall, and the two that give the dining room, while thinking very convinced that although call from below, it is not going to hear, so do not be concerned if they call.
Now, now sits and between sips of coffee, you type.
transmitting the paper was delighted everything has been imagined in your mind.
is a story without much relevance. Though fictional characters are not without some resemblance to the things she, or someone close to have lived. Welcomes the fact that while history has unfolded, it is as if he had experienced firsthand. It's like an escape from the monotony and heaviness of the everyday.
When we got home after the trip everything went more or less as before. Just had changed during the trip I discovered many things unknown in the country. Over the years I have discovered that the best way to learn geography is to travel without hesitation.
I started looking in the book that whenever I traveled I carried with me, all that had been scoring.
Reading it again, I felt the same when I went through it the first time, and that since then I encouraged her not to leave to score a lot, even those from the most absurd. Sooner or later I would serve as a topic for my stories.
And so came "a different day," which over many years has been repeated. A lot of stories to read it again now makes me feel nostalgic, some times, and I laugh out loud for the many antics of the children.
UNDIADIFERENTE
had before it the typewriter, hands in position as if about to play a great concert pianist, his head eagerly seeks a reason to expose it letter by letter, sentence by sentence grammar, skillfully telling an idea that has its charm.
Something like a vortex moves in his head, has a vague idea, but lacks know express. Trouble finding simple words, but completely expressive reach the reader. Think that only with a little concentration, it will.
The story begins like most stories, once the first sentence, the words are flowing and able to describe the scenes you have in mind without too many setbacks
The phone calls repeatedly, and with an impatient gesture lifts the receiver. The call is not for her, the commission notes that give it for transmission to the family, while answering in monosyllables. He has left everything on paper noted.
you sit at the typewriter. Where was I? Read what you just expressed just before the call, and remain motionless with eyes closed, looking for the exact words that give life to his characters, words that when the phone has rung, it seemed fluent emanating from his brain, and now after distraction, seems to have disappeared. Inexplicably
not remember now what they were, I think what he meant, and not see it as important or pretty as before, and stays on hold, thinking.
Type a few sentences and after reading the blemish, not like. Luckily it is a draft where you can make any changes it deems appropriate. For
finally finds the right words, and fingers are light on the lyrics, and the paper is filled with scenes of fantastical events. She is happy because in a few moments it has been able to express things that keep him in his head, and has managed to convey to the paper. Who knows when you read someone feel identified with its thoughts.
few knocks at the door, get to reluctantly get out of the chair, not without grumbling along the way, the new interrupt. A little aggressive
question of who intercom. From the street, ask him to open the door, the mail carrier needs to go. Duda few moments, but ends up doing what they ask. Has been a little uneasy. And if not right? Decides to make sure and open the window of the hall from where you can see the entrance to the stairs. Person who actually checks the postman that is deposited in the mail boxes. Breathe calmly
after seeing with their own eyes. Could have been a careless - as there are today - which had used when she opened the door to any wrongdoing. Or as he had so much it was going floor by floor offering discount items.
Well ... again to the typewriter. Read the last sentence you wrote. Does not know exactly where the story was. I re-read everything, and it seems that some sentences have not been sufficiently clear, or well expressed, which has used words which, while good, they lack feeling. The same, sure you could say otherwise, most telling, to enhance the action. Get up and look in the thesaurus as appropriate. Yes, it has now been much better. She realizes that she is made the accusations, and she proposes a solution. Before becoming
lay, comes to washing clothes, to make sure if you've completed the quick wash cycle. There are still a few minutes.
understands that it is better not to sit at the typewriter until the clothes are ready to hang them, then will sit down and try to continue with minimal interruption.
To get those minutes, he decides to make a phone call, leaving the watch so you can see it at all times. As he speaks, is pending the spin that makes the machine, and it should be the last, and takes to cut the telephone conversation. Assure your friend that at another time, continue the talk. While
tends clothes, thinking about how you develop the argument that has half the typewriter.
you hurry, you want to end as soon as possible to sit at the blank pages to explain everything now sees very clearly.
The letters are appearing without a doubt, and ideas are exposed as she feels them. Once finished, I re-read, edit a few sentences, only it is all in clean fun, and make copies.
The best thing you can do now is to forget momentarily the letter, end with the chores, and after eating, when I come back to stay alone at home, no noise and no one to bother you, definitely finish the job.
in the kitchen when everyone was gone, while preparing coffee is wondering if all that has shaped like. He shrugs. It's so hard to reach people's hearts! And it is not this the only problem, she is a professional writing, do it because you like it, because when he writes seems to have filled a void, deep within your being. It convinces telling herself that does more than raise children.
second thought, the question of educating some little ones, and hold them accountable, so that tomorrow will be fine, workers, and honest, it's a really difficult task, though it has done with enthusiasm, and tenderness at the time She thinks she has the right to respect for their persons have other attractions, not only the family but most importantly. He knows that the role of mother no one can take away ever.
recognizes that nevertheless has not been an easy task to teach them what they think they may be more convenient for them. Today everything has changed too, and can not be modeled what she taught.
With coffee cup in hand goes to the dinner table.
papers, notebooks, sheets of carbon paper "tipex, two dictionaries, all spread in any way on the table giving a sense of overwhelming disorder. Look what time it is. Has exactly three hours to work quietly, without anyone to bother. Determined
goes up the phone and picks it up. Close the door of the hall, and the two that give the dining room, while thinking very convinced that although call from below, it is not going to hear, so do not be concerned if they call.
Now, now sits and between sips of coffee, you type.
transmitting the paper was delighted everything has been imagined in your mind.
is a story without much relevance. Though fictional characters are not without some resemblance to the things she, or someone close to have lived. Welcomes the fact that while history has unfolded, it is as if he had experienced firsthand. It's like an escape from the monotony and heaviness of the everyday.
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