Boadilla del Monte

It is very comfortable to fly in times of Corona, the very small plane was only 1/4 full, flight attendants quite relaxed. Madrid airport also empty. You go thru an infrared camera... I wonder what happens if you have a fever. Does it go all full siren, red flashing light and all so everybody in airport klooks at you terrified and runs away?
Or is it more of a discreet Ping on a screen?

Then show the QR code you received from the Spanish government that allows you to enter, show the negative PCR test. Fortunately, the words PCR/Test/negative can be understood all over the world.
Now I try to picture how traveling in times of Corona would have been without the Internet?? Bureaucrats would have the time of their live. People would to be recruited and employed, certifications had to be issued and gathered, forms to fill, seals and stamps all over the forms, complicated processes to follow …...... a bit like when I tried to enroll in the University of Catania. A story for the book I started to write.

In Spain you have to wear mask at all times everywhere. Inside and outside, Even on the bicycle. I will abstain from any comment regarding the latter – I’m a guest in this country.

Cunegonde lives with her boyfriend Hans (pilot for Iberia) in his house for the time being. Also, in the house.
• Anneliese, Cunegonde’s 20-year-old daughter, on leave for two days from her Job as a flight attendant for Iberia. I’m very happy to see her. She is this self-conscience, energetic, bubbly kid always glued to her phone and talking selfies. I know her since she is five and our relationship began with her calling out “Pipi, Pipi”. Another story for the book.
• Sepp, Valerio’s 16-year-old teenager. He was in boarding school in London when they had to close the school because of Covid and he had come back to Madrid. The father not overly excited to have a rebellious teenager with an attitude at home without an outlet for his energy…
• Ernst, Valerio’s 21-year-old son. Studying and working, fine young gentleman
• Silver, a gentle schnauzer always begging for food.

Cundegonde had not told me that her daughter Anneliese and the two boys were in the house. At the beginning I was a bit concerned. But obviously they were told to stay away from me. They always were at least at 4-meter distance, ate in a separate room. Lucky the house is very big. I wasn’t worried about Hans and Anneliese. Flying as a Job they have to take tests every week.

The day after I got there was really ugly weather, so we stayed in and chilled.
Today the weather was glorious, blue clear sky, 14 degrees.
Cundegonde took me to the hospital to take my next Covid test. Auauauauaua – I’m traumatized. Every time it hurts like hell – but as a reward Cunegonde took me to lunch.
Ahhhh – first meal in a restaurant since last September. I had it all. Seafood, seafood, seafood – delicious, excellent seafood. Delicious dessert, wine, jamon serrano, croquetas – Heaven!!!!
I’m my most happy self when I eat well. It was also a pleasure to see Cundegonde eat with an appetite.Read more