This past June I have realized two wishes I had for some time: one was to go to see my son in El Prat, where he lives now, and the other was to visit the headquarters of mjn-neuro, in Blanes, and meet Marina and Anna in person. I already knew David, but it was still a pleasure to see him. I was very sorry that Salva, who was my discoverer and for whom I am here today writing these lines, was not there. My husband, my son and I went there. It was a very pleasant morning, although when we arrived in Blanes it was raining and we arrived at the headquarters a little wet. We were treated very well. They gave us all kinds of explanations about the device and other research to help other people with other diseases, such as Alzheimer’s disease. We also had the opportunity to see the device live, as I had only seen it in pictures.
Then we went to lunch. We didn’t know whether to risk eating on a terrace by the sea because, although it had stopped raining, it was still very gray. But we set up on a roofed terrace and were still lucky that the sun came out. We ate very well and very pleasantly.
We also took the opportunity to enjoy the life of a tourist. How hard is the life of a tourist! For me at least, I get very tired. You don’t stop making short trips, but one day after another, in the end, you have done in four days a lot of kilometers. We went to Montserrat one day. It is spectacular. We went up by rack railway. It was very nice because there was not a lot of people anywhere and you could see things very quietly.
They gave us all kinds of explanations about the device and other research to help other people with other diseases, such as Alzheimer’s disease
Another day we went to Rupit, a beautiful village unknown to me. It is magnificently preserved. The photo that I am sending you today is from the surroundings of this village that you have to visit.
It was a very busy week. In addition, it coincided with the night of San Juan and we were able to experience firsthand what this holiday means for a Mediterranean city, with what it entails of gunpowder, firecrackers and fireworks.
I am lucky that the epilepsy I have is not sensitive to this kind of noises. It is true that they bother me, that I do not like them very much, but they do not provoke any type of crisis. What distresses me the most are the crowds of people. I have a very bad time. The last two I have attended were the already distant one, although not forgotten or forgiven, for Miguel Angel Blanco, and the one that took place in Madrid not long ago for Ukraine. I went to the latter because I felt obliged to go. But, frankly, I had a terrible time. Surely not even a tenth of what all those people who suddenly find themselves with nothing, without a home, without food and constantly bombed are going through. That’s why I went.
Last July 3rd was my birthday. For those things of life, I did not celebrate it, but I hope to do it next Sunday with my eldest son and his family (the little one, who is in El Prat, we will have him present virtually).
Greetings to all. For August I am taking a vacation. So the next one will be in September. Good summer!
