Surrender is about coming to a wall and deciding whether you’re going to merely bang your head against the bricks, or actually figure out a way to get over them – the act of “finding another door” which the resort’s manager, Marie-Hélène, referred to.
Some journeys feel more like a poem in their brevity, in the way they leave you with not so much a discernible storyline as a collection of images – fleeting impressions that stay visible in your mind long after you’ve left. My time on Mallorca was just that.
I’ve been grateful to feel at home in Madrid, to not only have my own room again, but a desk to write at and an armchair to read in, all while sounds of the city and afternoon sunshine waft in through open windows.
“It has long been an axiom of mine that the little things are infinitely the most important.” — Sir Arthur Conan Doyle I’ve been known to get things wrong before, especially when it comes to travel bookings. Booking my flight home for Christmas, I purchased it so fast I didn’t realize my return journey to … Read More