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What can be next? The suspense builds.Almost a challenge, Write a story about an object and keep it interesting. I know that changing a tire is often a mini -drama. If the doors of perception were cleansed, everything would appear to man as it is, infinite. Wiliam Blake

this could be 21st century version of the Washington Irving classic - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Spanish Jam

For Halloween perhaps! :-) So what Sevillian chronicle next? Choices are: 1.) Jesus learns how to change a tire 2.) The ladder-stealing telephone man 3.) Confusion and insulting one of the few Sevillians over 75 who can speak English ********************************** Don't part with your illusions. When they are gone, you will still exist, but you have ceased to live. Samuel Clemens

the eye shadow might have been nice bOB - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Spanish Jam

Bob,Socks needed to be either white or black. And was no Terrapin storyteller, regretfully. Models for the tempo and style I was shooting for was actually somewhere in between Arlo Guthrie and Mark Twain, ie: slow, informal wry humor w/ridicule about small details. Was shown magenta, turquoise, orange, purple, brown, yellow and... Was shown knee socks, sport socks, tights, half-tights, ankle socks, wool socks, cotton socks, nylon socks, and who knows what else. Was a sock sensory overload! And yes,Bob, Jesus does have a sense of humor. After about 3 minutes of watching my concentration for admiring socks, he was in stitches. What was convulsing him even more was when a few if the patient customers in the line behind me started chipping in to the discussion. Everyone was so kind and helpful that I ended up buying 3 pairs of socks instead of one. This after I had politely turned down perfume, shocking scarlet nail polish, a hairdryer, and hot pink eyeshadow, and all sorts of other bizarre items. After a good 45 minutes, Jesus and I finally escaped. We burst out of the door of the shop, and had to hold each other up for the next 3 blocks from laughing so much. This might be somewhat anticlimactic after the dramatic buildup in Sock Shopping Part I, BUT never fear-the adventures from that night are not yet over. But yet again, is a longer post, so will continue later. ********************************** Don't part with your illusions. When they are gone, you will still exist, but you have ceased to live. Samuel Clemens

Jesus probably had a sense of humour. I live in a tiny Spanish village, but we have two Supermarkets, both open 0900 to 2100 everyday. normally in Spain it is 1000-1400 and reopen 1730 to 2000 monday to friday Saturday just morning. These supermarkets stock loads of weird things, Electric sockets, Socks and underclothes, every colour thread you can think of, allsorts of weird things. The two women who run these supermarkets are married to brothers who don't speak to each other. The women stock all these things so people don't go the other shop. Many a time i have been waiting to buy a carrot for half an hour or more while they put the world to rights with another village woman There are also 2 bars in the village and different people use each one . The main bar put it's prices up 6 months ago and loads of village people don't use the bar now village politics Bob - - - - - - - - - - - Spanish Jam

it is much easier in a supermarket, you just grab what you want i am sure they have them in Sevilla, there are plenty in Granada, Almeria and every other large town in Spain But then we wouldn't be delighted by your story telling :-))) you wern't the story teller in Terrapin by any chance Bob - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Spanish Jam

Had a plan with a friend, and needed to buy some socks. Can't tell you what the plan was, as is personal, and not really the point of the story, but I REALLY needed socks, which is the important part. As I was slightly insecure about venturing out into unknown Sevilla, I was mentioning my dilemma at work. My collegue Jesús very kindly offered to show me where HE would go, were he in dire need of socks, so we went after work. Jesús took me to a teeny shop near his home. The entire store was probably no more than 20 meters large, with a counter, and tons of stuff displayed behind the counter. Tons of women's stuff, in every color of the rainbow. Hmmm!! Suddenly occurred to me that this was quite likely to turn into a situation where I would have to rely on being able to communicate with at least one of the women in Spanish, in order to accomplish the mission. Jesús must of read the brief look of panic in my eyes, ?cuz he smirked at me. He was going to enjoy watching how this exchange went. It was my turn, and I ended up with the younger of the two women asking how she could help me. I told her I needed to buy some socks (so far so good, she understood me). She asked me what sort of socks (so far so good, I understood her). This is where things got a wee bit verbally challenged, from my perspective. I knew what I wanted, but could I tell this in Spanish? So I did my best, which was obviously not good enough, because not only did the younger woman proceed to show me almost every pair of socks in the shop, explaining about each one at great length; but the older woman seemed to feel compelled to join her. Both were being very sweet and kind, speaking v-e-r-y- s-l-o-w-l-y, and gesturing alot-also blissfully ignoring the line that was forming behind me. It got harder to admire socks and listen to lengthy descriptions of the merits of each pair, as was distracted by the patience of the line of other customers. They were chatting happily amongst themselves, and didn't seem to mind at all that the two clerks had been giving me their undivided and exclusive attention for the last 20 minutes. Whoops! Am on a roll, but is getting long. Think I will post, and with part two tomorrow. ********************************** Don't part with your illusions. When they are gone, you will still exist, but you have ceased to live. Samuel Clemens

could be a whole new sub forum also - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Spanish Jam

Hal, what a good idea-"Chronicles of Lost Luggage" see izzie already has an episode to contribute too! Your Hollywood plot reminds me of the film What´s Up Doc, from the 70´s, with Barbara Streisand, Ryan O´Neal and 5 mixed up plaid suitcases. One with jewels, two with personal items, and of course people end up falling in love, and.... Will think about another lost luggage episode and write it when am inspired. ********************************** Don't part with your illusions. When they are gone, you will still exist, but you have ceased to live. Samuel Clemens