Journal 8/10 - nights in Léon
In Léon we spent two nights in a hostal on a floor of a modern building in the new section of the city.
When we arrived, we thought the hostal was a small place presided over by one woman. It turned out to take up an entire floor of the building and be staffed by a small army of women. People were constantly moving in and out, entering through one door only to exit through another in this huge warren. The place seemed like a good setting for a play.
The hostal turned out to be a boarding house. Our room contained two single beds, a small sink below a cracked mirror, a musty wardrobe and a lot of empty space. The high ceilings and the tiled floor gave me a feeling of immense lonliness. The room seemed like a good place to look one's demons square in the face.
When we went to pay our bill, we did so in an enormous kitchen at the end of a long hallway. One of the women who runs the boarding house wrote us our receipt while stirring a big pot of potatoes coated with spicy oil the color of the sunrise. The residents of the boarding house -- mainly senior citizens -- sat eating at small tables in an adjoining room.
When we arrived, we thought the hostal was a small place presided over by one woman. It turned out to take up an entire floor of the building and be staffed by a small army of women. People were constantly moving in and out, entering through one door only to exit through another in this huge warren. The place seemed like a good setting for a play.
The hostal turned out to be a boarding house. Our room contained two single beds, a small sink below a cracked mirror, a musty wardrobe and a lot of empty space. The high ceilings and the tiled floor gave me a feeling of immense lonliness. The room seemed like a good place to look one's demons square in the face.
When we went to pay our bill, we did so in an enormous kitchen at the end of a long hallway. One of the women who runs the boarding house wrote us our receipt while stirring a big pot of potatoes coated with spicy oil the color of the sunrise. The residents of the boarding house -- mainly senior citizens -- sat eating at small tables in an adjoining room.
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