I am now in Curacao, in ‘transit’ to Miami, on my way to visit my dad and welcome the next caretaker. It feels really special to visit the five places where I feel completely at home within a month: Puglia, Mallorca, Amsterdam, Curaçao, and Miami.
It was wonderful to be in Mallorca for the writing week, but also a bit sad, because the finca (the small farm) that I had previously owned there with my ex Marinus, has now been sold. The 200-year-old house is undergoing extensive renovation. It is painful to see, but I’m sure something beautiful will take its place. When I said goodbye to the finca, I was devastated to see that all 200-year-old almond trees had died, due to the same xylella virus that also threatens the olive trees in Puglia. But this is nature and somehow, some day, all will be fine again. We just have to accept what is.