Friday, June 5, 2009
"Flatty's" travels have ended.
Flat Jake in Ontario
Ontario was a very short visit but oh so sweet!
Flatty arrived in Wiarton at 10:30 AM on Wednesday May 27, 2009, for a short, whirlwind visit with Gord and Janis Stewart. He was so tired after his trip all the way across the Atlantic Ocean from Spain that he curled up with Holly, our cat, and had a little nap. It was pouring rain all day here and good napping weather.
Flatty did get up in the afternoon to inspect one of the quilts that I am working on for a customer in my studio at Quilts Unlimited. I was not running the computerized machine today as we get severe electrical storms and power interruptions so I did not want to risk having problems especially as I am working on a very fancy quilt on that machine for another customer which will go in a quilt show on June 12th and a quilt competition in September.
My husband, Gord, drives a school bus and enjoyed showing it to Flatty. We took Flatty for a drive into Wiarton to meet Wiarton Willie but Willie was hiding in his den. So, instead, we took some photos of Flatty at the Wiarton Willie statue. It was so foggy from the rain that you couldn’t see the water in the Bay. Wiarton Willie is our town’s albino (white) groundhog. They make sure he gets out on Ground Hog Day, February 2, to check if we’re going to have an extra 6 weeks of winter This year, he didn’t see his shadow…..so that meant 6 more weeks of winter!
Flatty helped me make some rhubarb pies. Yum! Do you eat rhubarb pies in High Ridge? They are so good, both sweet and tart at the same time. Rhubarb is a vegetable with long red stalks (that looks kind of like long, red celery) that are cut in small pieces and cooked although I remember eating them raw when I was young like Flatty. They are very sour though, and you really need to add sugar to sweeten them up.
Flatty arrived too late to go to my quilting group which meets every Tuesday evening at the local Quilt Shop. I think Flatty might have been a little bored at our meeting, but he certainly would have received lots of attention and heard lots of laughter and fun. He also missed going hiking with me on Monday when I hiked along the shore of Georgian Bay with two good friends and found a piece of driftwood that made an excellent new walking stick. But, he did arrive right in the middle of hockey play-offs and watched “Hockey Night in Canada” with Gord. Gord was going to take his classic truck to the first Cruise Night of the season tonight, but the rainy weather changed his plans, and he watched the hockey game instead.
I will tuck Flatty into bed early tonight because he will need to get up very early tomorrow morning to begin his trip home to High Ridge and Fenton. He will be taking a very fast trip home from Canada via UPS (United Parcel Service) and is scheduled to arrive at school Friday morning (May 29). Although his stay was very short, we sure are happy that he made it here as part of his big adventure. If he ever wants to visit again, perhaps we can give him a tour on the motorcycle, take him for a hike on the Bruce Trail, and maybe even a ride in an ultra-light aircraft to see our beautiful views from the air. We send “Greetings from Canada” home with Flatty to all of his classmates in Mrs. Owen’s class at Brennan Woods Elementary School and wish all of you a safe and happy summer.
Janet Stewart
Flat Jake in Spain
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I arrived in Alcala de Guadaira on the 23rd April, and the first thing we did was to get around Alcala. The town has 70,000 inhabitants and is 10 miles away from the capital of the region (Sevilla).
On the 25th, we went to one of Juan’s cousins christening of two twin girls. First we went to church. Even though
I had a hard time trying to understand them because although I had already been taught some Spanish by Pablo, the people from this region speak quite fast so it was difficult to understand them. On top of that, Spaniards are quite noisy, especially when they get together like the day of the christening. Well, after the ceremony, we went to the “feria” to have a big meal. We started eating at 1400 hours (they do time in a 24 hour clock – 1400 in 24-hour clock is 2 p.m.) and finished at 1800 (6 p.m.). Why did it take so long? Because Spanish love talking so much! Everybody wants to talk with everybody! After that, we went to see the attractions; and, finally, I went off to bed after a long, fun day.
On Sunday, we went to the cinema to watch “Monsters vs Aliens” IN SPANISH. It sounded so weird. Then, I got to go to school with Pablo. He is in 3rd course which is a level for children born in 2000. Education in
Well, I have been taken to Pablo’s school almost every day of my stay. Pablo’s colleagues were also delighted to meet me, and they all wanted to teach me all kind of plays. Spanish people love soccer and so do the kids. I wish I had pictures of Pablo’s school, but I wasn’t allowed to get any there because of security.
On April the 30th, I travelled to Los Gallardos with Pablo and his father, Rafa. Los Gallardos is a very, very small village in the
The following week, I accompanied Pablo again to school, and in the afternoons I was able to see his mum working in her studio. She quilts quilts using in a very big quilting machine like my grandma Sandi uses. And her machine came from
By the way, Spanish people have a funny way of eating. They usually have a light breakfast, toasts and coffee, heavy lunch between 1400 hour and 1500 hour, a snack of pastries or a sandwich around 1800 hour and then a light dinner at 2100 hour or 2200 hour. Also, they go to bed around 2400 hour. During the summer, due to the heat, they have something called siesta (a nap) that means sleeping for 1 or 2 hours after lunch.
The following weekend we went to Sevilla on Saturday. I was taken to a patchwork shop first. It was full of surprises, beautiful quilts, dolls, etc. I was presented to the owner whose children are Americans since she is a married to a gentleman from
After that we went to Naboo land, yes, I am not joking. Well, the proper name is Plaza de España,
After that, we went to have lunch and stayed the rest of the weekend with Pablo’s family – you know, cousins, uncles and all that.
Finally, on my last weekend in
Well, it was quite an experience since I was able to see those old walls, and I could imagine the warriors, Arabs, and Christians fighting. It was a very hot and sunny day. We had a lovely time as well. Oh, we went to church as well. That little church was built in the XIV (14th) century, and it was so different from what I am used to see in the States - very small with old stones.
Then we went to a neighbor’s house where we had lunch. Their house is very typical here.
The following day we went to have a walk in the banks of the
And finally, on Monday, I said goodbye to my Spanish family and took a plane to
P.S. Juan, Cristina and Pablo said they had a lovely time with me and thanks everyone for letting them be a part of my travels. I was a good boy!