A few people I love have vomited this week including an old friend who came to visit for an insanely intense 12 hours chatting about life. (This was challenging for me, as the coordinator of Boodaville and a mother of a 9 month baby I basically just live from one hour to the next). He set off on a crazy bike ride to do 300k each day across the Pyrenees, and ended up sick in a hotel in Sort (the Catalan word for good luck). I had very little involvement and can only imagine the horror of being alone and sick while continuing to cycle each day and being alone. It’s his birthday today, I hope it’s a good one.

I was much more involved with the other person vomiting – the baby; all over the bed at midnight last night, then again at 4:30. My plan today was to take her to child care, force Kira to do something alone while I wrote this, then to go with Kira to the swimming pool and include her in our Boodaville Barcelona volunteer day. Instead I’m at home deciding whether to write this, wash the vomit off the baby (well she’s asleep right this second), tidy the house, or hang up all the sheets that had to go throught the washing machine. She seems to be better anyway, and is keeping milk down. So I’d say we’re over the worst of it. 

This week in Boodaville…

I finally published the post about Jordi, please enjoy this memorial and leave a comment if you wish. 

I also managed to finish the graphs for the Boodaville Food Forest Productivity study, and made it a joint project with my budding scientist daughter – she spotted the results that are probably human error rather than strange tree growth! Can you? These will be published with more context soon. 

We had the Maranya Festival, a small and perfectly formed event! Again – blog post tocome soon.

And today we have our Poble Sec tour organised by our volunteer here in Barcelona!! A wonderful personal project to complete before we take a break for summer. 

Next week I hope to be comfortably installed in Caseres with the kids and a routine!