Globetrotting with Olivia de Lopez / Trotamundos con Olivia de Lopez

Of the special things we’re taking with us to Spain, Olivia de Lopez is one of our favorites.  Olivia, after being found by our friend Judy, spent her first years at the entrance to Judy’s parents idyllic cabin on Lopez Island in the San Juan Islands north of Seattle.  After a winding drive through tall trees, lush rhododendrons, and scatterings of daffodils, we were greeted by Olivia’s weathered and haunting visage.  Judy named her.

De las cosas especiales que nos llevamos a España, Olivia de López es una de nuestras favoritas. Olivia, después de ser encontrada por nuestra amiga Judy, pasó sus primeros años en la entrada de la idílica cabaña de los padres de Judy en la Isla López en las Islas San Juan al norte de Seattle. Después de un camino sinuoso a través de árboles altos, rododendros exuberantes y narcisos dispersos, nos recibió el rostro curtido e inquietante de Olivia. Judy la nombró.

OLIVIA’S ORIGINAL HOME ON LOPEZ ISLAND.
CASA ORIGINAL DE OLIVIA EN ISLA LÓPEZ.
Late in life, Judy’s father decided to sell the cabin on Lopez.  It was right around the time Jerry and I opened Viola’s Resort in Palm Springs.  On Judy’s first visit, she brought Olivia with her and we immediately placed her right inside the main gate.  It was a drastic change for Olivia — going from cool, shady, and damp to hot, sunny, and arid — but she adjusted perfectly.
Al final de su vida, el padre de Judy decidió vender la cabaña de López. Fue justo cuando Jerry y yo abrimos Viola’s Resort en Palm Springs. En la primera visita de Judy, trajo a Olivia con ella e inmediatamente la colocamos justo dentro de la puerta principal. Fue un cambio drástico para Olivia: pasar de un lugar fresco, sombreado y húmedo a un lugar caluroso, soleado y árido, pero se adaptó perfectamente.
OLIVIA DE LOPEZ.  IRVINE, CALIFORNIA.
Olivia traveled with us from Palm Springs to Santa Barbara to Las Vegas and, until last week, she watched over us from an eight-foot height in our kitchen here in Irvine.  She is now waiting to be packed for her longest voyage yet, to Malaga.  Given her Spanish heritage (the name, the name), it seems fitting.
Olivia viajó con nosotros desde Palm Springs a Santa Bárbara a Las Vegas y, hasta la semana pasada, nos cuidó desde una altura de dos metros y medio en nuestra cocina aquí en Irvine. Ahora está a la espera de ser empacado para su viaje más largo hasta el momento, a Málaga. Dada su herencia española (el nombre, el nombre), parece apropiado.
OLIVIA AMONG FRIENDS.  GETTING READY TO SAIL TO SPAIN.
OLIVIA ENTRE AMIGOS. PREPARÁNDONOS PARA NAVEGAR HACIA ESPAÑA.

Author: Moving with Mitchell

From Brooklyn, New York; to North Massapequa; back to Brooklyn; Brockport, New York; back to Brooklyn... To Boston, Massachusetts, where I met Jerry... To Marina del Rey, California; Washington, DC; New Haven and Guilford, Connecticut; San Diego, San Francisco, Palm Springs, and Santa Barbara, California; Las Vegas, Nevada; Irvine, California; Sevilla, Spain. And Fuengirola, Málaga..

6 thoughts on “Globetrotting with Olivia de Lopez / Trotamundos con Olivia de Lopez”

  1. Hello Mitch:
    It is very much to be hoped that she does not suffer from travel sickness!

    We wonder if you have both considered where she might go in Spain? Inside or out? Sun or shade? Whatever, you will have fun placing her.

  2. I can understand why she made the "cut" in what you are taking with you. That looks like a lovely cabin. The San Juan's are stunning.

  3. J&L: The question of the month is where we (and Olivia) will end up living in Malaga… inside or out, sun or shade. I'll definitely share a picture of Olivia's new spot once found.

    Peter: Thanks for visiting! No, our hotel/b&b-owning days are over. I love "smiling oak man," too. Jerry discovered him in Palm Springs. Judy was visiting recently and we both for the first time noticed a resemblance to Jerry. (Jerry doesn't see it.)

    Craig: The cabin and setting were perfection with a view of Orcas Island and a bald eagle that would visit a tree right outside the bedroom window. What a place.

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