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Trip Start Jun 16, 2010
65Trip End Aug 18, 2010
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Where I stayed
Horse Ranch haven
It worked out perfectly. The weather cooperated in my endeavors with the sun kissing the clothes till they were dry and the wind gently swaying them back and forth. I had time to make my favorite tomato soup and a new salad I have tried at a friend’s house
The pool crew came back as happy as larks and as hungry as wolves. The food was inhaled in minutes and of course then everybody dropped to the couches. I even took a nap which has been happening to me pretty often. Is my body preparing for the new school-year by building up a surplus of sleep? If only that was possible…
When the dogs started barking viciously we knew that someone was coming up the road. It was Małgosia, Ania’s 20-years older cousin and her partner Piotr. They also are friends with the owners of the ranch and come here often to ride horses. This time, however, they came to visit us and bring a bag of "stuff" I left in Cieszyn. We invited them for coffee because I don’t see them very often. See, Małgosia was my first piano teacher when I entered Music School in Głubczyce at the age of seven. She was barely 20-years old then but already a great teacher, positive and encouraging, nothing like the one I got a year later, when Małgosia left for college. I often think how different my attitude towards learning the piano would have been if she had stayed my teacher for the whole 8 years
We had such a great time that our guests decided to stay for supper. Marek and Piotr made a beautiful campfire and cooked some kiełbasa on it, while I prepared salads and condiments. Vanya made an impression on Małgosia with his singing. She caught him singing on the porch when he thought all adults were inside talking. It is one thing when your mom tells you that you have a nice voice, but quite another when you hear from a music professor that you have talent. Vanya was smiling from ear to ear!
The guests left and the three pool-goers started fading. Vanya suggested vanilla pudding and that was the “nail to the coffin.” The milk and sugar did the trick and soon I was the only one awake, luckily watching a very good French movie with Gerard Depardieu. How often do I get to do that?