Pussy cat, Pussy cat, where have you been?
I’ve been to London to look at the queen!
Well, not quite but almost.
I went to the Palacio de las Artes y las Ciencias in Valencia, again but this time it wasn’t for a private viewing of the place.
It was mid-afternoon when I received the phone call. There I was busy as hell having a cup of tea with my neighbour Rosemary when my husband called me asking me if I could come later in the evening to see the Queen on her way to a concert. She (the Queen) must have liked the place because she’s back, and this time she brought two of her daughters, a son in law and one of her sisters too.
I was so excited! There I was telling everybody that I was off to see the Queen.
On the way there, we were caught in a permanent traffic jam and I thought we weren’t going to make it time. I overtook every single car and lorry that I could and we eventually made it. We were very lucky when we started to look for a parking space, as soon as we got there and turned into the first street I found it in front of The Palacio . There it was, my own parking space just in front of The Palacio! Incredible. The whole place was packed!
There were lots of people waiting to get in. The few privileged! All the people who work there had been invited to the act, including wives and children. As we arrived, the doors opened and the security guard checked that we were all from the place. We were supposed to go through a metal detector of some sort but somehow we missed that. It didn’t matter really because we weren’t there to do any harm. Just to see the Queen.
We had to wait.
The children were all getting nervous and excited, jumping up and down the steps and driving security guards mad since we were all supposed to remain in one place.
She, Queen Sofia of Spain finally came with her family in different cars that parked at the entrance, just down the steps. (no parking problems for her there…) and guess what?
She just waved, said hello to the town’s mare ( a lady, by the way), waved a little bit more but not too much and then went up the steps and into the Palacio.
That was it!
A glimpse! Just a glimpse!
My daughter was really upset, she had spent some time making some beautiful things for her and she couldn’t give them to her.
To ease her pain?? We went down to the offices and the warehouses and had a “piscolabis”, that’s TAPAS for you.. and if you don’t know that word, just go to any Spanish bar and ask for Tapas. They’ll know what to do.
No, the children didn’t have any wine, just soft drinks.
We went home afterwards and on the way, the road was full of police cars almost until we got home. You see.. I live near the airport and I guess the Queen was going back home after the concert.
Well… If you haven’t seen my other Blog entry about Palacio de las Artes y las Ciencias, just scroll down and read on. It includes links where you can look at the Palacio.