dinner at Peter's house
Christian and Tanya and Lyle
It is interesting the conversation topic have changed. There has always been a certain amount of talk and travel, but it seems that travel topics has more dominance. Even today I was talking to a tenant after fixing a dishwasher. The topic was where they went. I also went to a lomi massage. The guy was born in have Hawaii but learned at the school in Bellevue. I may have said I like to travel, and then he went on about travel. I know I talk about travel all the time. I think about it all the time. The question is how to I not talk about travel but still travel and have meaningful conversations that may include an influence from travel but not really mention it. For example. One way to say something. I met a guy in France, or another way to say it, I met a guy who thought about the world differently than me. I found it refreshing. I am still a bit mixed up about making travel plans for this summer. It is not the travel I am looking for but for the different experience and knowing that I learn when I do a trip that centers around learning. I often think I can learn as much by staying home than going, but I know that is not true. During travel you can find yourself doing things that are not available at home. I think about the one day on the Camino. I checked into my hotel and there was not much there so I went into the center of the village. There I sat at a cafe. The guy was handing out a flyer about a massage. I said I wanted to make an appointment. He said come back at 3. While sitting there I saw a little car pull up. They were unloading it. I saw a big carton of wine in a box come out. Know I know how they can give us so much wine for so little money. I take a walk around the town and visit the old church. There is a sign about the mas in latin to be held in the evening in a thousand years old church. I go back to the place where i had lunch. I am here for the massage. He said just a minute. We then got into the small car that brought the wine and he drove me into the village. U got out in front of a very old building. Inside I met the man who I credit for me seeing what massage is about. We talked and laughed. He got very sweaty as he really moved his body. I realized how athletic a masseuse has to be to do a good job. He is the one who said that laughter is the massage of the soul. After this I had to time before the mass. I talked to fumiko. It was nice hearing her voice so far away. I went to the mass and the two Canadians sisters where there . They had been to this town before and loved this mass. After mass I went back to my hotel. There were people there. A couple from Arizona and a woman from Portland, and they were all speaking Spanish. I used my best Spanish. It was a delightful evening. So the moral of this story is that this probably wouldn't not have happened if I was staying home a reading a book.
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