Last Friday everything seemed so normal and natural ... .. I enjoyed my month off. Drove with one of my wonderful vehicles for shopping, meeting friends, to the beach, skiing …… And without wasting a thought on how quickly all of this can become a missing luxury item.
A lot was also planned in terms of Saab. The convertible was parked on Friday for the removal of a few small things at the paint shop. This week an appointment at Berma for annual inspection and TÜV. There was also an official appointment regarding a Saab, about which the blog readers will hear a lot in the future ...
And then the evening news came on the Spanish television.
State of emergency. Curfew. Quarantine.
An unexpected Daja-Vú. That was already in my life. For other reasons.
But there was something in my Polish homeland in December 1983….
What does that mean in everyday life?
Everything is closed except for grocery stores, pharmacies and bakeries. We can only move out of the house to do the necessary errands. Walks are also prohibited. And it is closely monitored. To do some physical activity, I went shopping on foot yesterday. And was checked both on the way there and back.
Just like all vehicles passing me.
The convertible is at the painter's. Indefinitely. Just like the entrance at berma is closed indefinitely. The aforementioned official appointment was canceled. Also indefinitely.
It is the time of reflection. Long conversations with our loved ones and friends. Time to call the older neighbors because they may need us. Time for a good book. Also time to do things at the house that we have put off for a long time because we never have time.
In the evening we stand on the balconies and in gardens, singing and making music together.
And we are looking for ways to support each other so that worries may still arise, so that there is no fear.
So this time has something good for us ... ..
Greetings to the community.