This last summer some fortunate ones managed to visit some places abroad, perhaps came back home without bringing the virus with them (or passed to others elsewhere), others just stayed home. Or just went nearby, not too far away. That was my case. Instead of the usual trip to exotic places (say to Spain to see my mum, for instance), I went with my daughter to a small village in the Suffolk coast called Aldeburgh, a couple of hours drive from London, in a period of a bit of ease between COVID waves.
I’ve been to other coastal towns in UK, you might have read about them here, most of the times in the wrong season. This time, I nailed it. It was hot (for UK, I mean) and sunny (a couple days, the others rained). We stayed in a cosy Airbnb hosted by a lovely woman that told us all we had to know about the area, and more. I had the probably best fish and chips that a Spaniard expat has had in 10 years in this country.
Here are some pictures of places I liked. I think I’ll come back some day, next summer, pandemic permitting, of course. I quite like the area, and around there are truly beautiful and fascinating places like Orford Ness, Dunwich and Southwold.
Perhaps I may even dare to take a swim.
Just before this covid-19 started, last January, I did my last trip. It wasn’t one of fun and pleasure, but a work one. I’m currently involved in a game project that is being developed by a talented team in Seattle. I was sent there by my company for 2 weeks. I was curious to see what they were doing and in what I could help.
Little I knew beforehand about Seattle, except some trivia. A tech place where some of the biggest companies started, Starbucks, Nirvana, some popular films based there, terrible rainy weather… I really suffered the later, I think it was worse than in London!
Those two weeks were hectic, I had to catch-up with lots of project related stuff, meet new people trying to remember all the new names, get to know the place a bit. And as advertised, the rain did not stop. The hotel I was based in was a bit far from downtown. I ended having only a couple of days in the weekend to actually wander around the city. I think I managed to see quite a lot, but I missed what everyone told me was best, the outdoors around. Next time perhaps?
How do I miss traveling. For sure once this pandemic ends I will travel everywhere!. So many places I have taken for granted….
So I did it. I left London and moved back to Cambridge, where my daughter lives, so I can be closer to her in these weird times we are living. I have been tinkering about this for long, you might have heard about it. When I worked for a remote studio a couple of years ago I thought it was the time. Then I moved to a “office” studio, and I thought it wasn’t. Work has always has dictated my location. One good thing (damn, some positive thinking in me…) this pandemic has given is allowing us to move to a nicer (possibly cheaper) place, closer to loved ones, and do work from home, something I said before it was the future. I wish I could predict the future again…
Since I’ve moved here I’ve spent most of my free time revisiting familiar, and not so familiar places. It has been a great feeling so far, like meeting an old friend who you haven’t talked to since long. Somehow it feels like time hasn’t passed. Old grudges and disappointments feel like something irrelevant, given how things are.
Even now, in the middle of the second lockdown, this city feels more like home to me, something I wasn’t able to say about London, even after spending some years there.
These pictures were taken ages ago, when I lived in Cambridge, at Anglesey Abbey. I have posted already a few other pictures taken here. At that time we used to come here often, it was the perfect plan at that time for a small family that had just arrived from Madrid, with lots of plans ahead, and ideas of spending together years in this, for us, new country. Walking in these gardens was a delight. Now it is closed, to avoid the spread of the COVID-10 virus. I wonder how it looks with no one around.
Happy new year all! Here goes a gallery of pictures to start this 2019. These are taken in the Negev desert, in Israel, around Mitzpe Ramon, where we found a strange sort of sculpture trail, and Makhtesh Ramon. Here I really enjoyed looking at the colour of the sand and soil, all those ochre and oranges, even purples visible in the shadows, in those ancient layered sediments. We called these geological formations “the cake”, a very scientific term. There where also some remains of abandoned mining structures. And goats, lots of them. We spent the entire day driving around here.
I will post soon more pictures of this trip, from our first stop at Tel Aviv. There we walked, lots. We needed new shoes.