With a cherry on top / Con una cereza encima

La versión en español está después de la versión en inglés.

SAN GERALDO BOUGHT A BOX of cherries. (Peter Piper picked a peck of pickled peppers?) They were nearly the size of small plums (well, not quite) and delicious. For every one cherry I consumed, SG had ten. I like them; he loves them. You can see how artfully I used them in my cooking.

I was told Wednesday that I could go online Thursday at 12:30 and see my official driving exam results. Also, within a few days, I would be able to download my temporary license. Well, I’m still not appearing on the official website. I stewed for a while Friday night that it was all a misunderstanding and I didn’t really pass the exam. My driving school is checking with the department of traffic. Maybe my data was entered incorrectly. (Someone probably thought the birth year had to be a mistake.) San Geraldo thinks it’s funny that I actually believed it would be there when they said.

When San Geraldo and I went to Plaza Mayor last week, he brought his work with him and relaxed at Starbuck’s while I did my quick shop. But first, I sat and enjoyed a frapuccino (and a pastry) with him. San Geraldo ordered and the barista complimented him on his Spanish. And he understood her! But he was so surprised that he asked if she was talking to him.

My new Pumas are great and I’ve been enjoying my vigorous walks. My foot is feeling a lot better, too. Today’s photos are from Plaza Mayor. I think they did an excellent job designing the new shopping areas. I need to do a nature walk. They’ve created a stunning, large green space with dozens of butterfly boxes. Check out my new shoes at the end.


SAN GERALDO COMPRÓ UNA CAJA de cerezas. Eran casi del tamaño de ciruelas pequeñas (bueno, no del todo) y deliciosos. Por cada cereza que consumí, SG tenía diez. Me gustan; el los ama. Puedes ver cuán ingeniosamente los usé en mi cocina.

El miércoles me dijeron que podía conectarme en línea el jueves a las 12:30 y ver los resultados oficiales de mi examen de conducir. Además, dentro de unos días, podría descargar mi licencia temporal. Bueno, todavía no aparezco en el sitio web oficial. Estuve un rato el viernes por la noche pensando que todo fue un malentendido y que realmente no aprobé el examen. Mi escuela de manejo está consultando con el departamento de tráfico. Quizás mis datos se ingresaron incorrectamente. (Alguien probablemente pensó que el año de nacimiento tenía que ser un error). San Geraldo piensa que es gracioso que yo realmente creyera que estaría allí cuando dijeron.

Cuando San Geraldo y yo fuimos a la Plaza Mayor la semana pasada, él trajo su trabajo y se relajó en Starbuck’s mientras yo hacía mi compra rápida. Pero primero, me senté y disfruté de un frapuccino (y un postre) con él. San Geraldo hizo nuestros pedidos y la barista lo felicitó por su español. ¡Y él la entendió! Pero estaba tan sorprendido que le preguntó si estaba hablando con él.

Mis nuevos Pumas son geniales y he disfrutado de mis vigorosas caminatas. Mi pie también se siente mucho mejor. Las fotos de hoy son de la Plaza Mayor. Creo que hicieron un excelente trabajo diseñando las nuevas áreas comerciales. Necesito hacer una caminata por la naturaleza. Han creado un gran espacio verde impresionante con docenas de cajas de mariposas. Mira mis zapatos nuevos al final.

• Can’t she read?!? WATER NOT POTABLE.
• ¿¡¿No puede leer?!? AGUA NO POTABLE.

• Even the trash bins are elegant.
• Incluso los cubos de basura son elegantes.

• I have no idea how my lower leg got blurred. It’s that way in the original photo.
• No tengo idea de cómo mi pierna se volvió borrosa. Es así en la foto original.

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..

30 thoughts on “With a cherry on top / Con una cereza encima”

    1. wickedhamster:
      I love the cows scattered throughout Plaza Mayor. No sheep. Sad.

    1. Debra:
      I’ve always liked Pumas. Great that there’s now an outlet shop nearby.

  1. I love cherries and have been buying them like mad the last few weeks.
    I think those exam people are f**king with you because that’s what they do.
    I love the animal sculptures in the shopping area.
    Lastly, I believe your leg is blurry because it as itching for a walk!!

    1. Bob:
      Yes, the exam people do seem to be successful at one thing. F**king with people. My leg WAS itching for a walk!

  2. Great looking Pumas! Lovely photos, nice looking breakfast that you cooked up there 😉
    Geeeeeze, I can’t believe the license info is not on the website. More news to look forward to for us!

    1. Judy C:
      I suppose I shouldn´t be surprised by the delay. This whole process is a bureaucratic nightmare.

  3. Ooooh, horseys, flowers, cows and Pumas. Nice! Love that little pop of blurry leg. Hubba, hubba! I know waiting is a drag, Scoot, but you’ve already done the hard part. Twice. You got this! You really don’t wanna see me get out my nonexistent cheerleader outfit do you? My pom-pom work alone would give you a heart attack.
    I should be dead from whatever poison lurks within cherry pits. I’ve never learned to spit them out and I can eat those puppies by the pound! Cherries, one of my favorite summer fruits. Yum!

    1. Deedles:
      I don´t think I’ve ever swallowed a cherry pit. That could be painful! I have grown a number of watermelons in my stomach… and bubble gum trees.

      1. I used to tell my kids that because I always swallowed my gum, every time I breathed in the bubble would grow a little bigger in my stomach. Good times.

      2. Deedles:
        I was always told my insides would stick together. But it didn’t stop me. I don’t much like gum and tire of it after a minute. Easiest way out is to swallow out. But that reminds of an SG Swallows Gum story (that I thought I’d never repeat, but I just might).

  4. I must see if they make shoes for women – I love them. And soon I will be in Dallas for a few days, so maybe I will have time to go to my favorite shoe store.

    No cherries here, but no complaints either because it is mango season! Three of our trees have a bumper crop and I am eating about 4 a day. Plus we are sharing our bounty.

    Plaza Mayor looks to be coming into its summer peak. So many beautiful flowers and cheerful garden statues.

    I bet the barista’s comment gave SG a real boost.

    1. Wilma:
      Puma definitely has shoes for women. In my opinion, great quality and prices. Oh, mangoes! And fresh off your own trees! The barista’s comment did make SG very happy.

  5. Lost in all that ‘ administrative/bureaucratic red tape’, I bet! hang in there.
    Our local cherries ought to be out in a few weeks and our own cherry tree was full of blossoms a couple weeks ago……..waiting.

    1. Jim:
      My parents had a cherry tree when we were kids. The birds always ate the cherries before they were ready for us.

  6. Your shoes look nice. Glad your foot feels better. Why would a horse drink water that’s not potable? Horse sense says they wouldn’t do it.


    1. Janie:
      I was very disappointed in that horse. Although he’s been at the fountain for years and his coat is still a healthy, gleaming black.

  7. I just got new Pumas, too! They’re white tennis shoes and my first Pumas, I think, ever. I haven’t worn them, yet.

  8. What is it with Spain and drivers license. License bureaus in the United States are not known as models of efficiency, but at least you get the license–laminated yet!–within minutes of either passing the test or getting it renewed.

    1. Kirk:
      I’m not one to criticize Spain in general, but I do have to say the entire licensing process is appalling.

    1. Steve:
      I didn’t think I moved my leg, but I can’t figure out how I could have moved just that one section of my leg. Aliens?

  9. When I lived in michgian cherries were a big crop up north some.
    I have some MI whisky infused with cherry. That is my preference for eating such.

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