I must tell you that life in the Islas Feliz – the happy islands, is very different from life in Europe. A coast with fabulous beaches lined with beautiful resorts, hotels, restaurants, bars, tourist shops and promenades along the ocean. Fuerteventura,the perfect sunshine getaway from a cold and grey Corona-ridden Europe.
But that is only the front… Just 10 – 15 minutes away you are in the campo. It is not quite desert, but close to it. I was invited to a Sunday BBQ by my Buenos Aires friend Isabel who is the owner of half of an olive farm in the middle of no where.
BACK TO NATURE
José, also from Argentina, owns the other half – and he is taking care of the trees and plants. He has really returned to natural living, and if anybody had told me that I would participate in a trailer party (he lives in a trailer…), I would have said no, no, no…. But when enthusiastic and creative Isabel proudly invited me, I just had to accept. And hello, hello – back to nature it was, with Joey along for a day in the wilderness…
VIVA ESPANA, CUBA, COLOUMBIA, EQUADOR, ARGENTINE – AND LITTLE NORWAY..
When I came it was hugging and kissing Spanish style (forget Corona…) – big smiles, and suddenly I was part of a heartwarming colourful chaos. Laughter, music, sangria – Joey running around with the other little dog with the nickname Fleabag… Kittens miaowing in a cage, chickens qua-qua-quakking , loud wood chopping for the barbecue fire (charcoal from scratch). Olé…
Next to the caravan was a big container, filled to the brim with “whatever you need”… Like magicians José and Bolivar dived into it, and – olé, sofas coming up. Next – table.. Before we could say Grazia Senores, we had plates, glasses and everything we needed. Plus parasols to protect our not so lily-white skins from the midday sun.
BETTER THAN A FIVE STAR RESTAURANT
….. and certainly more entertaining. Even if my Spanish is full of loop holes (particularly when it comes to different dialects), the conversations were floating, skipping and jumping – filled with laughter and jokes. And when the food finally came on the table, it was Madre Mia. Fantastic!! The best BBQ ever! And no wonder, Bolivar is chef on a five star gourmet restaurant, but he enjoys going back to basics.
VIVA LA VIDA LOCO
And more music – dancing in the campagna – among the olive trees in the golden, fading sun. I was thinking:This is really the life, back to basics – back to joy of life without elegant trimmings and extras. Back to what we really need: Company, closeness, compassion, music, contact with the earth – Madre terra – laughter, playing – joking, eating, drinking – feeling connected. Wow, I was pinching my arm, thanking the guys above for being alive in this best of time – in the middle of the worst of it as well…
Just proving, nothing is black or white – right or wrong – it is just about living and enjoying it while it lasts…
LOBSTER & CHAMPAGNE IN THE OLIVE LAND
And next Saturday it is a new happening in the campagna… You know what: José has been out in the Atlantic catching lobsters, and we are going to feast on the succulent meat. (And to posh up the occasion, yours truly is bringing ice-cold bubbles – to be sure it will be no troubles).
CHEERS FOR THE GOOD LIFE ……..