Blog #35 Visit by Jakub
Omsky Trawkowski and his friend Delmar
Uqualla
Every morning since
I came in June to Wellfleet I think nothing will happen, no one will visit
me and I will just rest and inhale the lovely whiff from
the ocean, watch sun sets- that is enough.
This morning I prepared coffee and
croissants with good stuff inside and Jakub (cellist we met in Sedona who
moved to Vermont recently) met me after his outside shower ready for adventure
of Shabbat, 8.8.15. Nothing special in this. We
left Delmar sleeping and off to the marina to have our breakfast. Early
in the morning Jakub walks with me around the marina- such
delight for me- no one else is up at this hour.
It was beshert that
I spill coffee coming down the steps and we drank water instead.
We had our walk and
then a lady sat down near us with a well-behaved dog. We talked about
all kinds of things. She lives year round in Wellfleet.
When leaving Victoria Pecoraro looked at me and
remembered meeting me in a nursery in Orleans buying flowers years
ago.
On the way home I asked
Jakub to stop in a place I have never been to - Flying Fish - to get
him the coffee I spilled this morning.
We sat down on
the large terrace full of people and next to me came
a little girl holding a big bag followed by her grandfather –beautiful,
bearded and mustachioed man. Then came her
mamusia and grandmamma. Birds were jumping around us eating
spilled crumbs, and Jakub had after enjoying second breakfast talked
to these people and I heard them speaking French to the little girl-well,
that started everything.
Aliska,you are the only
one who will believe this- 2 professors teaching
and working in Paris come every year to Wellfleet.
Their
daughter Tracy lives in London with her family.
Linda Brimm teaches
psychology interviewing survivors of the Holocaust. I told her it
was beshert that I spill coffee this morning so we can find each
other in Flying Fish._ Jakub remembered that his
grandmother and grandfather were in the underground … His Grandfather
never stopped talking about the war and his imprisonment (He was not
Jewish, but many were imprisoned for any kind of logical thinking against the
regime).
Now the real
day begins and I am ready for my rest- so many
impressions,too much for my small brain. Calusy (kisses) M.
Later,
Jakub entertained us with romantic music in Glen and Maria’s gallery- we danced and
enjoyed an impromptu evening- that is the best kind.
Great
visit!
- Nika Fleissig
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