I have been waiting for this trip with a great anticipation, since last March actually.
My good old friend Antonio Blanco Rodriguez ‘Tony’ lives in
We havent seen each other for about 9 or 10 years. He is a good friend, very important in my past. Since our, long gone teen days, until our late 20s.
We bumped into each other in 1986 in the most casual way in 'Sant Andreu de Llavaneres', a tiny village 25 miles from
He lived there, and I was just an student on holidays.
I worked in a local pub to get some extra cash during the Summer season and Tony used to work late nights in a trendy club in the area called 'Quattro' in 'Caldes d'Estrach' [Caldetes] about 3 miles away.
He normally would come over after lunch to get some iced coffee and we used to chat briefly about the music I used to play back then [You know, the usual suspects in the 80s!].
Nothing special so far, aside from the fact that he used to disappear repeatedly without paying me!
I was not bothered about it though and never reported it to the management. I always liked Antonio Blanco Rodriguez attitude, maybe because he looked to me very different from the people there. The way he dressed, manners, etc... in such a conservative place. I thought he was, unwittingly, a sort of a very cosmopolitan bloke in a really small place.
Few months later, in the summer of 1987 I think, I bumped into him in the mentioned club where he was working at the bar, and I had the nice surprise to find out I didnt have to pay my drinks there anymore.
Fair deal innit?
That was the start of a very good friendship.
We lived pretty intense experiences together, from my late teens until my early 30s, and while we were living in
Since then I‘ve been asking myself where my friend Tony [Antonio Blanco Rodriguez] was.
So one day I decided to pay his parents a visit and get his mobile number.
Pedro Vila and Antonio Blanco Rodriguez Sta. Monica, LosAngeles. 1990
It took me a while to ring him though...lots of doubts:
What is he like now? Is he the same Tony I did meet in the mid 80s? Would he want to hear about me?, Do we have still lot of things in common as we used to?
'Maybe I could go and see him, if he invites me, of course!'
Few days after I decided to ring him, and after the obvious shock from my call, and 5 intense minutes of chat, we arranged a meeting for August!
I have never been in the area, well
The very next morning I started to look for flight tickets to
This is [part] of the story of my trip.
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