Still alive

Yeah. Still alive.

Ten days ago, I've decided to go on holidays and to see my family 1.000 miles away. Suddenly. Except my aunt who was warned that I MAY come, no one else was in the confidence.
I've made the 1.000 miles in the car, in a row, in a night (plus some hours in the early day) because I have had an insomnia then.
Of course, I don't have internet there, considering that I'm close to Spain in a *cough* redneck *cough* area. That's not an insult, just that I don't have a dictionary to find the adequate word for a district that have only one farm every mile.

So, that's definitively relaxing. No computer, no internet, no phone, no.... Nothing.
Just watercolors to paint some typical houses, farms, forest and lakes of the district, chickens, ducks and others cows.

This monday, seing a friend close to the frontier, I was able to see my mails. And to notice that I should have written such a journal before. Some friends are worried not to see me online and to chat with them. Sure, that's unusual from me, considering that I'm always connected when I'm home.

I'm alive. Sorry for the lack of news.

I'll come back in a week, for the end of the month. Since I'm back in the civilisation *yeah the internet!!!* I may be online those days, but don't have a scanner to submit new pics.