AT THE BEGINNING OF MY ROAD
day One
Interesting off the plane everything is unknown.
The taxi with its division between the driver and passenger traveling in and I looked out the window as the landscape invites me to discover. On reaching the street from the apartment I see a strike by workers applauded trucks entering and exiting from a store. At the reception I get the keys to the place, I remember the problem of the key to open the door, I think that’s already solved it does not cost me anything to open the door. The place is clean comfortable full of memories of my fellow artists and their previous experiences, meeting at a desk a note telling Julia that at noon come to visit me and tell me if formalities of great importance as my itinerary resident, julia I said to bring coffee and food, which I consider very gentle.
