Like the rabbit that comes out her back door while I'm sitting glued to the entrance she went in, I tend to start out on one simple project and end up in a totally unexpected place.
a) I was supposed to fly to Texas and ended up spending five hours in the Mexico City airport. Every word of Spanish conversation I’d ever employed ABSOLUTELY deserted me as I wandered around in circles attempting to understand how to acquire two tickets to Costa Rica, nearly ending up in Nicaragua. I’m sure there were English speaking people in that airport, but I never found them. Which shouldn’t have been a problem, because normally, my Spanish speaking confidence is high.
On that day, I was reduced to drawing pictures to communicate my needs.
b) In the ‘midst of beginning vocal skill study, the solo voice class accompanist encouraged me to start studying piano, and do so right away. It’s not that these skills are unrelated. I just wasn’t expecting to need to go out and buy a piano. Six years later I am still studying piano, and voice.
Oh - and I ended up studying Italian as well. Again, it's not that it isn't related. It just wasn't in the plan book.
c) I took an intensive class in Photoshop last spring and that led to a fascination with writing apps, for which I’m having to learn a programming language I didn’t know before.
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Think I’ll just open that red door, and see where it takes me. Segovia in 1492, perhaps? Then again Peron’s Argentina, or Cuba in the 1960’s may be just on the other side.
In Spain, in 1820, I...Consuela, lived with a tyrant of a husband, imagine his cruelty being so profound that I have even forgotten his name...but after our marriage I presented him with a daughter and then my life became hell. He lived in luxury an his estancia, while I was relegated to the stables. I finally managed to run away and find my way by steerage to New York, where I lived with a family and took care of their children. I never saw my daughter again. The Spanish family of Ernesto...oh my that is his name it just came back to me....also had a red door very similar to the door you have shown here.
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