we'll soon return to our regularly scheduled programming -- or not!

This trip to Spain -- or rather, Catalonia-- has been, well, the best kind of trip. Barcelona was a bit busy, but we saw some beautiful art, ate some beautiful food, and were reminded of the hustle bustle of a real big city.

Verges, in the countryside north of Girona, has been our home base. From here we've ventured to France, to the pre-Pyrenees, and to many a local town for ceramics, food, or a good Pessebre Vivent ( a kind of living Nativity scene/ depiction of medievel life).

I don't know if I can say that this trip has changed me so much as it's provided a much needed reminder of what's important: time with friends, good food and drink, getting (and staying) away from the rat race that dominates life in the States.

I'm not staying in Spain. I have to come home and I'll have to readjust, but it doesn't have to be business as usual. In fact, there are a few significant things I wish to change. No, I won't necessarily be drinking Cava at lunchtime, but I will remember what I've seen and done here. I will make room for something different, for a little more warmth, for food and company and slowing down enough to make it good and to enjoy it and to share it with friends (and even strangers).

I came here in the depth of the deepest depression I've ever experienced. This trip hasn't been a miracle cure, but it's buoyed me long enough to see something on the horizon-- something I want. Something I may have known. Something important enough that I want to go get it.