I took a mini-break to stay at my friend Alison’s new B&B in the Caldera. It was marvelous. How could any writer now be inspired by a spot like this? Rivendell is a good name. It’s “a perfect house, whether you like food or sleep or story-telling or singing, or just sitting and thinking best, or a pleasant mixture of them all.” And here’s the view:
I arrived later than planned on Saturday, but managed a little writing. I spent much of Sunday socialising and going into Los Llanos in search of an Internet connection, but managed a bit of writing. I spent nearly all Monday on a long hike to the amazing Cascada de Colores but I did a lot of thinking about my stuck chapter on the way and managed a bit of writing when I got back.
On Tuesday morning I finally got stuck in and finished the problem chapter. It wasn’t all that many words, but I think the log jam is broken. And then a German couple walked up the drive by mistake. It’s a long, steep drive, and by the time they arrived they looked rather hot, so Alison, being Alison, made them tea. It turned out that he was an opera singer, and he sang for us! After lunch I went home and back to normal life, but I can’t wait to get back.
I think I’ll be doing a post on Rivendell later, but the Airbnb link is here.
