Monday 23rd March
The drinking water was delivered… Five big bottles for the water dispenser – I’ve now got my Earl Grey though, so I can use up less of the delivered water. Maria’s got to drink plenty because of feeding Millie in this heat. Millie seems more settled now – I think the move affected her more than we would have expected. Babies are so clever!
In the afternoon, Maria and the baby went up for an afternoon nap – I wish I could sleep in the daytime, but apart from a brief catnap, I couldn’t do it. I read most of the time – so handy I have the Kindle, it provides a huge choice of books, plus emails and news. I’ve been on a Virginia Woolf kick, but suddenly noticed I hadn’t finished Mankell’s ‘Man from Beijing’ and it was quite a climax, so glad I found it again. It was one of his best non-Wallander books!
Later, Maria came down and we had the rest of the weekend’s stir-fry and a chat, Millie seems to be settling even more and happily watched from her bouncy seat. Unfortunately she’s going to have a check-up tomorrow, which might unsettle her again, but that’s just part of life as a baby!
I’d intended to try to stay up and see Al after work, but felt too tired by midnight and went to bed. It’s good when he has the morning free, but the late nights seem less convenient – however he seems to have got used to this way of working and he’s always been a night bird.
Tuesday 24th March
I’m getting a bit more used to being in this time zone – woke up at about half six, which is normal for me. Maria’s mother arrived at about 7am to take Maria and baby to the paediatric check-up, dropping off her maid, Morena, to do a bit of housework. I thought I’d get on and wash my clothes and sheets while Maria was out and the machine would be free.
It started off quite fresh and pleasant, so I put my washing out on the balcony, but by the time Alex woke up it had clouded over and there were a few rumbles of thunder, so I brought it all in, with the plastic stand, and stashed it upstairs before the intense rain began. The sheets had dried quickly in the dryer so after airing them for a bit, I put them back on the bed.
By this time, Alex had relayed a few messages from Maria – after the baby’s check-up they had gone to see a friend who is a restaurant manager, because Ani wants him to sample her cakes. After that, they appeared to have gone to visit Maria’s brother Daniel.
Morena was a little stuck as she had done all her cleaning and ironing by this time. After Alex got ready and went to work, she cleaned their bathroom too, then sat at the table to wait for Ani’s return.
Alex had put the TV news on for me, so I left it running. Many of the same things were repeated, but I’m still not au fait with the controls so I was afraid I might lose even that. I had my book to read, my journal to write, the kindle to mess about with, so I was fine. However Morena had nothing to do except doze, sitting at the dining table. I asked if she wanted to watch anything, but she didn’t seem to know what might be on TV. Also, she didn’t know how to change channels either. I’ve nothing much in common with her and felt at a loss how to make conversation so I gave up and did my own stuff.
Weather for UK was just on – here I am sweltering in 33’ or more but back home it’s apparently only 5’ – I’m envious! But the 30s temperature doesn’t seem as bad as I expected. It’s very humid, even when it pours with rain, the temperature remains in the mid-30s. So I’m quite surprised that I’m feeling ok. Of course, I’m not doing much except relaxing and drinking glass after glass of water and up here on the 10th floor, the breeze is quite cooling, even without the air-con on.
They returned around 15.45 – baby was peaceful, probably worn out! I bet Maria is too. Morena went back to Valencia with Ani and Maria had a look round to check her handiwork. She didn’t say much but made a batch of Spaghetti Bolognese for Alex’s packed lunch tomorrow and gave me some for my dinner.
Maria wasn’t happy with the cleanliness of the floor, considering it had just been washed. She said just walking about on it had made the soles of her feet dirty and she was put off eating by this. (Considering how much time Morena had been sitting around, this was a bit of a surprise.)