One big ball / Una pelota grande

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I took a walk yesterday to see the display at Plaza de España in front of City Hall. The first show (with music) was, I thought, at 7 p.m. I left it kind of late and hustled my ass over there. According to Google, it’s a 31-minute walk from here. I made it in 25 and I even stopped at Primavera to make a reservation for 9 p.m. (and for a couple of photos). I arrived at the plaza at 6:55 quite proud of myself. The hour came and went and the music didn’t start. I looked it up again online and found another site that said it started at 7:30. I wasn’t the only one waiting at 7. I told a few people around me what I had found. We all stayed until a bigger crowd arrived and the music began promptly at 7:30.

I was surprised it was only two songs and lasted all of 6 minutes. But I’m still glad I went. It was a good walk. The first song was Mariah Carey’s. I will not subject you to that. I know she has talent but I’m tired of the song and of her. Despite what the song says (All I Want For Christmas Is You), I know she doesn’t want or need me. So, I’ve shared the second song below, which I do enjoy. I took some photos on my way there and back.

The weather has been rainy, dreary, sporadically sunny, and humid. I enjoy the rain (since it’s so rare) and am especially gratified we’re getting some, given the drought conditions around the country. But weather changes hit us both hard. Our moods suffer and our heads and bodies suffer. I remember being in my 20s and having aches and pains from weather changes. It hasn’t gotten any better. However, I went to the gym this morning and, although I was tired and had no mental energy, I was oddly strong for my workout. All the weights I normally do were much too light. For example, on one of the more challenging chest fly machines, I usually top out at 50 kilos (110 pounds) on my fourth set. Today, I took it to 70 kilos (15o pounds) and could have easily done more. Go figure.

I’ve been missing Susan a lot. Last night I wore a scarf she knitted for me and I felt hugged, but I came home wanting to talk with her. I took a selfie in the scarf, four actually, but they all suck. I’ll try again once I’ve trimmed my beard and made myself presentable. That will perk me up mentally, as well. I’m looking kind of scruffy and I find it doesn’t suit me. Susan would have said I was perfect anyway (so does San Geraldo). For someone who has nothing to say, I sure do say a lot.

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Ayer di un paseo para ver la exposición en la Plaza de España frente al Ayuntamiento. El primer show (con música) fue, pensé, a las 19:00. Lo dejé un poco tarde y empujé mi trasero allí. Según Google, está a 31 minutos a pie desde aquí. Yo lo hice en el 25 y hasta paré en Primavera para hacer una reserva para las 21:00 (y para unas fotos). Llegué a la plaza a las 18:55 bastante orgullosa de mí misma. La hora iba y venía y la música no empezaba. Lo busqué de nuevo en línea y encontré otro sitio que decía que comenzaba a las 19:30. No era el único que esperaba a las 19:00. Le conté a algunas personas a mi alrededor lo que había encontrado. Todos nos quedamos hasta que llegó una multitud más grande y la música comenzó puntualmente a las 19:30.

Me sorprendió que fueran solo dos canciones y durara todo 6 minutos. Pero todavía estoy contento de haber ido. Fue un buen paseo. La primera canción fue de Mariah Carey. No te someteré a eso. Sé que tiene talento pero estoy cansado de la canción y de ella. A pesar de lo que dice la canción, sé que ella no me quiere ni me necesita. Entonces, he compartido la segunda canción a continuación, que disfruto. Tomé algunas fotos en mi camino de ida y vuelta.

El clima ha sido lluvioso, triste, esporádicamente soleado y húmedo. Disfruto de la lluvia (ya que es muy rara) y me complace especialmente que tengamos algo, dadas las condiciones de sequía en todo el país. Pero los cambios de clima nos golpean fuerte a ambos. Nuestros estados de ánimo sufren y nuestras cabezas y cuerpos sufren. Recuerdo tener 20 años y tener dolores y molestias por los cambios de clima. No ha mejorado. Sin embargo, fui al gimnasio esta mañana y, aunque estaba cansada y sin energía mental, estaba extrañamente fuerte para mi entrenamiento. Todos los pesos que hago normalmente eran demasiado ligeros. Por ejemplo, en una de las máquinas de apertura de pecho más desafiantes, generalmente llego a un máximo de 50 kilos (110 libras) en mi cuarta serie. Hoy lo llevé a 70 kilos (150 libras) y podría haber hecho más fácilmente. Imagínate.

Extraño mucho a Susan. Anoche me puse una bufanda que ella me tejió y me sentí abrazada, pero llegué a casa con ganas de hablar con ella. Me tomé una selfie con la bufanda, cuatro en realidad, pero todas apestan. Lo intentaré de nuevo una vez que me haya cortado la barba y esté presentable. Eso también me animará mentalmente. Me veo un poco desaliñado y encuentro que no me queda bien. Susan habría dicho que yo era perfecto de todos modos (también San Geraldo). Para alguien que no tiene nada que decir, seguro que digo mucho.

• In our neighborhood. Roman columns found a few streets away.
• En nuestro vecindario. Columnas romanas encontradas a pocas calles de distancia.
• City Hall Plaza, which is where the original city hall was (now the Hotel Casa Consistorial). Commonly known now as Plaza of the Catholic Royals in honor of the hideous statue of Isabel and Ferdinand at right. The new City Hall is on Plaza de España.
• Plaza del Ayuntamiento, que es donde estaba el ayuntamiento original (ahora el Hotel Casa Consistorial). Comúnmente conocida ahora como Plaza de los Reyes Católicos en honor a la horrible estatua de Isabel y Fernando a la derecha. El nuevo ayuntamiento está en la Plaza de España.

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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..

36 thoughts on “One big ball / Una pelota grande”

  1. As I say each time I feel a little or a lot down, chins up, it’ll get better. You may knock off a chin or two and just use the singular; It would apply more.

    1. Whenever I was down, my mother used to say, “Keep your pecker up!” Meaning nose (so heads up), not a different body part that is exclusive to some, but not others. She was British–so you have to imagine that said with a British accent. 🙂

      1. I love this, Mary! I love British accents; I just need sub-titles for the words. *Snicker*.

      2. Mary:
        I’m familiar with the phrase. And it works no matter where you’re from.

  2. Nice, the crowd in Malaga last night was wall to wall, I don’t do crowds. Almost time for the afternoon rain,

    1. David:
      Yeah, those crowds can be overwhelming and anxiety producing. You should see it during Semana Santa. I now know lots of quick escape routes.

  3. You two are not alone in the ‘effects of weather department’.
    I understand now why so many people retire to Arizona……much drier and temperate.
    Keep your friend, Susan, close by.

    1. Jim:
      And SG suffers from SAD. When we lived in the desert, we had a day and a half of rain and he was complaining that we’d never seen the sun a again.

      1. Jim:
        SG can be very dramatic. And he’s known for having a catastrophic imagination.

  4. As pretty as the Malaga lights! Some “experts” suggest that taking Vitamin D/fish oil supplements help with that seasonal slump when the weather changes and and the light levels decline. I usually get some at this time of year (and as you can imagine, being as far north as the UK is, it is dark before 4pm!). Jx

  5. Ahhh, so festive and fun 🙂 I got lost in a trance, watching the daddy with his little kid climbing up on his shoulders.
    So sorry about the grief … it’s a journey, isn’t it.

    1. Judy C,
      Perfect description. A journey. The lights… and kids… can help. Susan had adorable GREAT-grandchildren. Seeing photos of them always makes me smile.

    1. I do love that Christmas ball. We’ve had it for a number of years and I love that you can walk inside.

  6. I don’t see my comment, so I’m going to try one more time: Mariah might not want or need you, but I do.

    Love,
    Janie

    1. Janienunebug:
      Your commented came through both times and I’m keeping them both. I’m needed twice. I need you, too. You make life richer.

  7. What a nice light show on the Big Ball — even the dogs in the crowd were barking out “Feliz Navidog”!

    This time of year can be bittersweet for a lot of people, so take Vitamins B12, C & D and eat as much chocolate as you want, LOL!

  8. Love all your beautiful light display, I remember being in Madrid and Barcelona for Xmas and loved the wonderful lights everywhere, such imagination. Isabel and Ferdinand I buried in the Cathedral in Granada, they were little people not more than 4 foot tall, I was quite surprise to see that.

  9. I would say that a “show” featuring just two songs is a bit of a let-down, but I like the big ball! Sorry about your SADS. I don’t have too much trouble with that, historically, but I think all species enjoy sunny weather after an extended gray spell. (Maybe not owls and bats.)

    1. Steve:
      I don’t suffer so much from SADS as I do from weather changes. SG has a tough time with SADS.

      Normally, the show at City Hall lasts 10 to 15 minutes. It was strange for it to end so abruptly after two songs (and they need to work on their segues). People stood momentarily perplexed while they waited for more music. Maybe it’s a way to save on energy this year.

  10. Somebody recently reminded me Spain is more ‘north’ than one realizes and there is less sun there in winter than we imagine. I hope the lack of light isn’t too bad in winter where you are.

    1. Madrid is on the same parallel as New York.

      Malaga, on the other hand, is on the same parallel as Nashville in Tennessee, Tulsa in Oklahoma, and Monterey in California. Jx

      1. Jon:
        And one thing that brought us to Andalusia was the fact that Málaga is on the same latitude as San Diego, California. That was our favorite place to live when it came to climate (and a lot of other things).

    2. Urspo:
      We get plenty of sun. Málaga is the same latitude as San Diego, California. A problem we have is that Franco set the clocks to agree with Germany in the 1930s. So, we are in the wrong time zone. Every year I hear mutterings about that being corrected.

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