DAY 29 Saturday 29 September
Packing up the house and focusing on moving to Valencia has been a process of dismantling and packing away. The studio walls are blank and white again, the paint splattered polythene and cardboard folded away.
I’m looking forward to some Valencia city vibes again, but happy knowing that I’m returning to Chelva in a month’s time.
I’m wondering about making videos while I’m there as I won’t have a studio, but I shall be living just a few yards away from the ‘dry’ Turia riverbed.
I’m also hoping to enrol in a language course; there’s a college just a few minutes walk from the flat.
I have joined the ranks of ‘las ancianas chelvanas’ (old ladies) and am now the proud owner of ‘un carrito de la compra’ - a shopping trolley.
Having unsuccessfully toured the shops again in search of a nice cabin-sized suitcase, I decided a shopping trolley would be more useful in Valencia Central Market!
After coffee with the anglophones in the Plaza Major, I walk along the River to the Playeta. There are people swimming, but dipping in my toes is enough for me- it’s freezing! Then home to pack my trolley!