CHAPTER 12.
Never before had I made such a long trip on my own, to Rome, I went to Rome, I could not get my head around it. It seemed like a dream to me, but I regretted having started it. I remembered the trip when the four of us went to Paris, but as we were almost always talking, the time passed without us realizing it, but now, this was something else, it was never-ending, but I had to continue. I couldn’t leave things half-finished. Since I was very small, I was always very curious, and I liked to get to the bottom of things.
“You never stop until you find out what’s inside,” Carmen always told me.
I hadn’t forgotten that Christmas when we were little, when the Three Wise Men brought me a train, the tracks, the passenger cars, the whole set.
We were setting it up, my father and I,
