We went to Barcelona. You might I have thought:
"Oh, walking the small streets, looking at great architecture, eating tapas and walk hand in hand...".
No no no...
We went on the GP track in Catalunya, 1 hour from Barcelona.
I did my daily walks around the track (about 1 1/2 hour a day :D) watching the Super Motos
swisching by in speeds like 280 km/hour.
I hung out by our camping tent doing my crochet and paper piecing my hexagons between the races.
Sometimes in the sun chair, sometimes in the boot of the car when it got too windy
and my hexies flew away across the parking lot.
Jay was doing his thing. On his bike, on the track, mechanics between the sessions.
We were chatting. Being. Together. Alone.
His hobby is a little bit more time - money - space consuming than mine... :D
But whatever makes you tick... It is important to have your thing.
At night we went out for tapas dinners and slept in a nice hotel watching movies dubbed in Spanish.
It was great. I want to do this again. And again. And again...
There he is, number 199...
"Oh, walking the small streets, looking at great architecture, eating tapas and walk hand in hand...".
No no no...
We went on the GP track in Catalunya, 1 hour from Barcelona.
I did my daily walks around the track (about 1 1/2 hour a day :D) watching the Super Motos
swisching by in speeds like 280 km/hour.
I hung out by our camping tent doing my crochet and paper piecing my hexagons between the races.
Sometimes in the sun chair, sometimes in the boot of the car when it got too windy
and my hexies flew away across the parking lot.
Jay was doing his thing. On his bike, on the track, mechanics between the sessions.
We were chatting. Being. Together. Alone.
His hobby is a little bit more time - money - space consuming than mine... :D
But whatever makes you tick... It is important to have your thing.
At night we went out for tapas dinners and slept in a nice hotel watching movies dubbed in Spanish.
It was great. I want to do this again. And again. And again...
There he is, number 199...
The cooler became an excellent table for my crafty bits... And I could stretch out my pale legs
in the sun a bit...Color me happy... The sun and my hexagons. :D
Kärlek
in the sun a bit...Color me happy... The sun and my hexagons. :D
Kärlek
Annette
Awesome!!
ReplyDeleteheuu! not My kind of holidays! You are amazing at making the best of the situation Annette! You're awesome! Jay must have had such a blast! I can see him smile all the way from here:)
ReplyDeleteWe've got a Swedish lady parked on our parking place. Her name is Volvo D40. She is 10 years old but still good:) Love you! Missing you and the kids:)
ChristineRT
Whauw, so special!
ReplyDeleteGreat photos Annette!! I love the way the photos blend from macho motorcyles to lovely, sweet hexagons. So happy you had fun! xoxo Debbie
ReplyDeleteHow lovely. Not sure about the bikes, but hexagons and sunshine I'm definitely on board with!
ReplyDeleteS x
Glad you both had a good trip
ReplyDeleteLooks like you both enjoyed yourselves! It's nice to get away for a bit isn't it? I'm loving those hexagons. I have never tried them. Hmmmm, now I'm curious. What a great way to use up small scraps.
ReplyDeleteLynne
Seems that you have had a great time. Have a sunny weekend. Nicole xxx
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