11.03: Seems crazy that it's been 40 days. I've been out a few times this week to get things for a "celebratory" brunch on Sunday. Sunday, day 42, will mark a month of Lucía and I having lunch together. As far as I know, brunch isn't really a thing here (especially as so many people …
5 weeks.
I went to the fruitería yesterday and decided to take the backroad which I haven't used once since the lockdown started. The road I look onto, paseo de los tristes, is so pretty and usually a more direct route but I decided to live on the wild side. It was so nice to turn right rather than …
Day 32.
I can recall the sound of my street waking up. From before. The sound of the scraping of chairs that the waiters were putting in place, getting ready for the day. Now when I wake up I hear the birds and the white noise of the river. (I also hear every car that goes by …
1 month.
Wow. Un mes en casa. It's hard to believe but also hard to imagine a different reality at the moment. I feel as though my future is so uncertain and the past seems like a dream. Yesterday, on the phone to mum, she suggested I go to a shop nearby to get a few things that I …
Day 27.
11:13: I went outside yesterday. To throw out my rubbish and recycling. It had been 6 days. I tried to make it last as long as possible but there's only so much rubbish that fits in my bin. I'd say "the outing" lasted about 7 minutes... The weather hasn't been that great so I didn't …
Day 24.
21.51: Well after the excitement on Sunday it's been a bit hard to write anything because obviously life has returned to its new normal. However, I do want to try to write fairly regularly to give my brain something to do. In the past two days I've broken my rule of watching tv during the …
Day 21 and what a day it was.
15.54: What a day! Talk about the a hive of activity. Quick list of players before I go into detail. Lucía: my immediate neighbour. She is only my quarantine neighbour having come to Granada 2 days before the lockdown to stay in her professor's flat to finish her master's thesis. (Her professor, Teo, lives most …
Playing catch up.
Today marks 21 days. So far I haven't gone mad and although there have been some bad days, on the whole I think I'm managing fairly well on my own. My day whizzed by yesterday. The night before last my neighbours reminded me that this week is Semana Santa (how did that already happen?) and …
19 and sunny.
13.52pm: I'm sitting on the floor, finishing my coffee (plain black, no rum for those of you worried about my alcohol intake ), with the doors open and the sun streaming through. I managed to make it 8 days before venturing out in search of fresh fruit and veg. The fruitería was really well stocked …
18.
23.37pm: Today was slightly better than yesterday despite the generally gloomy weather. I've learnt the hard way that I should read the news before I do my workout so that the endorphins can chase the sadness away. I made a tortilla francesa (apparently any omelette that has more than potatoes and eggs is considered to be …
But Who You Be, Really? 