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2005-01 Gran Canaria: Both Kids on the Trampoline
Monday 3 January 2005
One of the daily rituals - on this trip - has been watching the painters cover one vertical strip of Atlantis I.
Each morning their platform has been moved to a new location. We never hear the platform being used, and have no idea when they do it.
They scrape and paint, spilling both dry and wet paint on the balconies and windows below. They could save themselves many hours of clean-up if they tossed some tarps in strategic positions, but this completely seems to elude them.
Day after day we watch this, and even the kids have figured out they're doing this incorrectly. How do I explain the manaña attitude, the enthusiasm in building new structures and the neglect over the next twenty years, as they crumble? It's not easy.
I'm so sure they'll make it over to our spot before we leave. Rose and I have plotted out their progress, and it seems certain they'll be here in a few days. I don't want to clean up the inevitable mess they'll leave on the porch.
Still, the painters are cheerful, and give the kids many hearty shouts and wide smiles. That counts for a lot.
UPDATE: perhaps it's the Christmas, New Years, and Holy Kings celebration days which cause delay, and is the explanation for our escape before we're covered in paint and chips. For this I'm thankful.
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