Celui qui ne sait où aller

 

On ne peut montrer le chemin à celui qui ne sait où aller // You cannot show the way to someone who does not know where to go.

 

The quote in the caption, by Antoine de Saint-Exupéry - btw, did you know he was a French aristocrat? I either didn't, or maybe I did and forgot all about it till right now - reminded me of a small episode from our two-year stay on Fuerteventura. 

We were standing close to a bus stop in Corralejo, waiting for somebody or something, maybe even for a bus. A middle-aged couple appeared, the guy visibly agitated, the woman resignedly trailing behind him. The guy asked us "Can you go anywhere from here?". And when we, reason personified, asked him where he wanted to go, he nearly shouted "Anywhere! I don't care!".

Mind you, I sort of understand him. Fuerteventura in general, and Corralejo in particular, is one of the best beach destinations I know. You can swim, sunbathe, surf or fish. You can take a ride on a boat, or on a dune buggy. You can drink cheap beer and eat in various restaurants, many of them excellent. You can catch live music shows, many of them free, and offered by the restaurants, the previous item on the list. But the list of things you can do is still quite limited. If you didn't realize that before you come, you might be quite disappointed, as the guy obviously was.

The little story had a happy ending, we hope. We convinced him to go and check what the local travel agency, specialized in one-day trips and experiences, had to offer, and he departed, the woman in tow.

Craignez la colère

 

Craignez la colère de l'chat patient // Fear the wrath of the patient cat

Although today's quote comes from Citation Célèbre website, it doesn't really. Partially because the citation doesn't deal with cats, but with men, in a typical anthropocentric manner. Partially because they say it is an Irish proverb, while it is a quote from John Dryden, quoting Publilius Syrus.

The cat, as we all know, is very patient. Look at him there, patiently filing his claw, as all patient cats do, at least according to some memes out there.

La lutte éternelle entre les alouettes et les hiboux

 

Rendez-vous demain à 7h30! Non, mieux à 7h! -- Ce n'est pas mieux -- C'est juste plus tôt // Let's meet tomorrow at 7.30! No, better at 7! -- It's not better -- It's just earlier

There is a facade repair going outside our window right now. Several guys turn up in the morning on a platform suspended from the roof and then go up and down the whole day, doing what needs to be done, talking and playing music. 

I must say the work they are doing is very necessary, but I do have an issue with their working hours. They seem to be turning up earlier and earlier every day.

Which reminded me of a small conversation from the very beginning of my working life, which you can read in the pic. I have to add that we were a tiny, recently formed private company, all working very hard and that our boss was a lark, that is to say an early bird, and proud of it.

The eternal struggle between larks and owls goes on (and on, and on).