resonábamos already all on the same frequency. Since there were only relaxation, warmth and emotion. We took the cars. It was night.
We put music and enjoyed the company of Bonnie Prince Billy, in Cracker, Lucinda Williams ... as we drove to the place chosen for dinner. A village in the middle of pure nature. We struggled to get there. Some of the cars could not handle the steep slope. Steep so inclined, but also by the pine needles that covered making it a skating rink.
The dinner, a good climax in the form of delicious food, dangerously appealing Txakoli and especially interesting, humane, funny, tender, mischievous ... conversation. We craned our wanting to flee the dismissal. But we knew that there would be such a departure but only "hastaluegos" in the form of hugs accompanied by "keep in touch," of "- thank you. - No, thank you. - No, I insist ..." in the middle of the night with the mist lying below us lit up by the sharp crescent moon. Cloying? NO: Shift human. Jontxu present in every word, every thought .... in every smile.
THANKS TO THE LIFE, LIFE IS STRANGE, FOR GIVING ALL THIS TOUCH.
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