Train ride from Barca to Figueras

A glimpse of the beautiful countryside...with graffiti on the walls.  Those scribblings are absolute contrast to the landscape.  Sitting in seats 93-94, looking out at the scenery like watching a video on fast rewind.  Yes, I am seated my back facing the direction of the train.  What a sight!  Everything is on reverse! I'm listening to Mozart symphony 40 but the voices of some tweenagers (20's) are more audible than the music stuck in my ears.  They are speaking French and I can almost understand what they are saying.  Their laughter is the only give away that they are having a great time.  My daughters, like me, are basking in our quiet time alone.  We are seated away from each other.  Moments like these have become rare as we are almost conjoined since the beginning of this trip.  Ah! How many days have we been travelling together?  I don't know.  I never really counted.  I miss my two other kids at home.  But not too much yet.

*wrote this April 13, 2011