The Thrill of a Trip; Paco Was Pleasant
In the summer of 1985 Mike and I did a six-week trip from our home in Granada to Belgrade and back, visiting a few hundred hotels in Greece, Austria and Yugoslavia along the way. Mike was European editor of a hotel guide in those days. We had a new car, which was also an incentive for the trip. This was one of the few times that we rented our house while we were traveling. Paco, the Granada jeweler and his family who rented it seemed competent and pleasant people.
Everything seemed in order. Nevertheless, every single day on that trip I expressed my concern about our canary. Would those nice people feed it and water it regularly? Would they hang the cage in the shade, out of the reach of the cats? It was my constant concern and Mike got frankly bored with me mentioning it every day. (more…)