We take a room and it is very cozy.
In the shower, the cool water takes the coconut bubble bath off me. I feel happy for what we are experiencing. I think of the rain and relive Easter day on the Montes de Oca. Then I remind of Estella's rain, the evening before leaving for Los Arcos. And the memories slowly go back to when I was a kid and I enjoyed running in the rain with my friends: leaving school with the satchel on my head and with bicycles through the streets of the center. A sound of sheet metal in the next room brings me back to myself. I turn off the tap and take the towel; I rub my head and dry the rest of my body up to my knees; then keeping my balance on my left foot, I lift my right to rub it with the towel; I lean forward and find myself in a moment on the ground, with blurr
