I’m in an hotel again……

It’s in Barcelona!

DM said to me this morning ‘can you fit me into your suitcase?’

Well, of course I couldn’t so this is the next best thing!! DM on a computer in my room. It might have been that he just wanted to come to Barcelona and experience it but I like to think he feels the same as me. He’s in my bag in spirit if not in person.

Sleeping alone is no fun! Our lives have been made so rich by my absences and we really make the most of our short times together these days BUT we are apart again tonight.

When I get into bed, all I will feel is empty space where he should be and I won’t have the joy of him sliding into my arms as though a hand into a glove. We won’t sleep with our limbs entwined or hearing each other breathe.

That’s not to say that I’m not having a great time – I’m the lucky one – when I’m away, I’m usually in the bosom of my colleagues and tonight is no exception…..a meal in a 170 year old restaurant (with veggie food), with five colleagues, three from the USA and two from Canada. DM though is alone other than R&A but I expect he’s enjoying his evening more than me.

I’m here for a meeting that someone else is organising so I’m a participant not a leader so I’m looking forward to a couple of days of relative calm????

After this, I get four days at home then off again. How I long to spend a week in my own bed.

I have just spoken to David and he tells me his shop-bought pasta and sauce isn’t a patch on last night’s meal…..cool!

This hotel’s internet access is appalling so I’m resorting to dial-up and that means I can’t sit here when sleep won’t come surfing….

Last year I was cooking what we had last night and two years ago we were at whl!