From time to time it is good to resist the temptation, which is why we do not write about the conference that the Minister of Foreign Affairs will give in Tunis today: "Serret travels to Tunisia to explain the Government's management against the drought" (official note). Let's leave it as it will also present the head of the brand new embassy of the Generalitat in Tunisia...
Apparently, Valencia will give us Catalans a helping hand this summer – and the tourists we also live among – if the drought persists, a setback like so many others. An embassy in Tunisia is worth more than a desalination plant in Cunit, what an ordeal it has with the second residences!
All I needed was this offer to say that we have a sea of friendly and poorly known neighbors. I, like many pre-constitutional Catalans, had always thought that leaving Barcelona to spend a weekend in Valencia was a beast, not even for Falles, a nonsense typical of incomprehensible people. Wow, I was looking at them with a bit of an air of superiority...
Modesty aside, my condition as an ideological exile, like Valtónyc, Marta Rovira or Wagensberg, although part-time and not in the Helvetic Confederation – dear everything!–, takes me every year to Castelló, Valencia or Ceret, where the bullfights are an option and no one is pressuring you to attend.
During these twelve years of exile, Valencia has been the jewel in the crown: dynamic, with heritage and a lot of street atmosphere. I'll leave that running or cycling along the Túria riverbed for the very sustainable, enthusiastic about so much space for health, the so-called wellness and physical education.
The height of happiness would be for these boats to be able to carry tap water and Valencia water, a drink that carries orange juice, cava, gin and vodka and goes into the warm nights like a knife through butter. Kisses with Valencia water are not forgotten. And so, in passing, perhaps our spirits are cheered, which only lacks this drought that invites reproaches, even if we don't have to live like this.
Valencia, how quiet you were! Give me earth and gunpowder. And for thirst, your water.
