calling your name as you stroll between the racks in search for the plant based options. Lizzy is a tough nut, at one point I asked her why she puts on her sun glasses on entering the store and not on leaving it.
She looked seriously at me and said:
– Ally, you should try that too, it adds a slightly green tone to all of the sausages, and you don’t want to eat something rotten do you?
A hundred and fifty points to Gryffindor for the determination and courage of Hermione!
It happened during our final food shopping spree before the night flight.
– Any souvenirs, Lizzy?, – I asked looking at the cute bulls and magnets.
– Nooo, I don’t have anyone to give them to, you know, or I can get you a plate with dried beans and corns if you are interested. Her shoulders went down giving her a look of a starving stray kitten.
– Oh, don’t play the “lonely creature card” again, please, or I will buy this plate for you and ask for an engraving “to the black hole of the universe”.
– What?!
– Sorry, I can’t think of anything more lonely than a black hole flowing somewhere out there between the galaxies.
Lizzy rolled her eyes and handed me a large dark bottle of something.
– The best olive oil we can find. 100% pure, unrefined, cold press.
– Goes into your suitcase, – I said handing the bottle back.
– oh you! Dry salad on your plate for a week it is then.
I laughed and proceeded to the cashier.
That was our last evening at the hotel and, luckily, we were to watch the new episode of “Chloe” before we get into a cab to the El Prat International airport.
Seemed like the weather didn’t want us to leave so soon – a sudden storm in all its might and beauty threw itself onto the little city making its best charm – the pine trees – lean to the ground.
– Today is the season’s finale, – Lizzy told me in excitement,
– I hope it will be romantic and they will finally get together! How cute would that be?!
– Mhmm, – I nodded, getting a flashback to the day I was spying on the actor. I bet the script would get the show right where Lizzy is hoping for it to go.
– Don’t be so boring, Al, I know you like the show, especially after your Matthew got into it.
– My? Wha? – Goes with me to the grave, but I saw you checking his wiki page while searching for the livestream. Cancers aren’t as naive as one might think! – she beamed like a detective who managed to find the murderer.
– Of course they aren’t, – I answered, – they are just pure devils in a unicorn skin!
That costed me my snack bowl. But she was right after all. I was deeply interested in the subject. So indeed it was a season finale and heck it was full of romance. Matthew looked sharp, carried a bunch of red and pink roses and Chloe wore an unforgettably open dress (which almost made Lizzy sick). I had a sudden urge to turn this crap off, but something in me protested and asked to wait for 5 more minutes. My friend said her best “awww” when the actors kissed and turned her cute face to me.
– Don’t say anything, – I warned, – if the scenario proceeds like this, you will have to watch it alone at home.
I meant to sound sarcastic, but it went out sort of hurt and offended.
– You should write him, – Lizzy said, – it might be the destiny knocking on your door. You will never know, unless you make a step towards it.
– You can’t be serious, I hope you aren’t serious, because I shan’t do that. I mean, firstly, all this is just nonsense as I don’t even know the guy and I am too old for chasing movie stars, and, secondly, did you forget that there still is my life at Kevinsland?
– Your life at Kevinsland is not different from a lonely land, hon. He turns up when he needs you, to boost up his confidence and then leaves you empty when you require his attention most. You have me, of course, to get fixed and charged, but, see, as you have once said, one day some prince charming might steal me away, – Lizzy finished with a green.
I love how she can say something realistically bad and then put some star dust on top to keep you smiling.
There is a point in what she was saying of course. Kevin can’t really be the best partner, but wasn’t the two people to blame for the imperfect relationship? Maybe it was me who needed to change or to get a different perspective on our dating routines? Thats why self-development courses are always so profitable, aren’t they?
As if hearing my thoughts Lizzy proceeded.
– You know he is a narcissist don’t you? It might be hard to see it behind his blue-lagoon eyes, actually, it is not chasing stars that you are old for, but believing into something that is not there and letting yourself to be misled and used.
– You should have chosen psychology at the uni, – I sincerely utter, – would have bought us a luxurious mediterranean villa by now,
– No way, I would have died of all the unresolved problems people would shower me with, – she laughed.
– True. You take everything too close to your fragile heart, and that is why you really need a brave knight to protect you from this reality.
– And I think, – she prompted, – someone must take a step out of reality and learn that there is so much more to this world than just “hanging in”.
– I have forwarded you something via WhatsApp, take a look, please.
I grabbed my phone and opened her message to see the link to Matthew’s/Robert’s instagram account. No time to look at it though, cause we were already late for the cab! We take a quick glance around to check that our phone chargers are taken out and packed, and push the last snack packs into my suitcase. Almost running downstairs for the check out.
– Buenas noches, si, si, disfruten del resto de su estancia y les deseo un buen viaje de regreso a sus países.
We didn’t have a minute to stay, but appreciated the polite manner in full, cause during our time within Barcelona we have had some very disappointing moments asking the way.
Many people preferred to answer in Spanish, while being asked in English, with the air of “what the heck are you doing here, royal brit, get your arse back to your 5 o’clock tea”.
No offense taken though, have had even worse reception in some parts of Italy and France. Can't judge the poor souls having to run around on espressos all their lives without a chance to enjoy a slow 5 o’clock tea and a polite conversation.
Bad carma hits hard. While I was thinking about the rudeness of some earthly beings, we jumped into the cab and drove to the airport to find out that I have left my new autumn boots at the hotel and that I was actually still wearing… flipflops.
What reality is Lizzy talking about? Seriously, I must be the only person in the whole world to be careless enough to come to the airport all dressed up and shoeless. Although it is better than pajamas or a bathrobe, but still very exotic. I mean it would be al right if it was a flight to Bahamas, but we were going back to England, baby!
Getting quite a few photos of my outfit taken and a lot of laughs from surrounding people including, of course, Lizzy (whom I hadn’t stop blaming till we got home, for she could be sensitive enough to check her besty's looks), we proceeded onboard. It was a very comfortable