The second course wasnt long in coming, an omelet, from the smell of it, and again I got that impression that it was fresh food that was being prepared. I waited a little for it to cool down, and as I absently-mindedly split it with my fork, I thought, Who would have told me that in this life it would have occurred to me to come to this place, with so many other places to see, and look at me now, here I am, lets see what comes of it! and thinking that the omelet had already cooled enough for me to eat it, I put a piece into my mouth:
Ow! I said in surprise, it was still too hot
Well thank goodness I was the only person in that dining room, something that I had verified with a quick glance to see if anyone had heard me.
No, nobody saw it. I waited a little longer and then I tasted that delight, omelet with asparagus, which surely was also from her garden. It was so delicious, and even I was thinking that, not being a great lover of vegetables, but I acknowledge that that night, everything was excellent. Perhaps it was because of the trip that had made me so hungry, and that I had long since finished the last sandwich my mother had prepared for me to eat, because I wouldnt let her give me more, I thought I would have enough. Maybe it was the exhaustion or I dont know. What I do know is that I did have to take a bite out of one of the sandwiches from time to time, which Id put there next to me on the passenger seat, until I finished it and reached for the next one. I dont think I was eating like that just out of hunger, but out of loneliness too.
Be careful what you eat out there, you dont know how it will be made, my worried mother had told me while she gave them to me.
Mother, relax. Im sure that the Portuguese also know how to cook properly, though Im sure not as well as you, I said to try to get her to think of something else.
Manu, be careful with the road too. Dont rush, you know youll be safer if you drive slowly.
Thats what I think was troubling her, but I was someone else in the car, I think I was cautious to the extreme. I didnt like rushing, or exposing myself to any danger.
I had a lot of respect for the wheel, and my father also told me, Ill pay for your gasoline for now, but any fines youll pay yourself, because if you drive carefully, theyll never impose one on you, as has happened to me. Ive never once been fined.
Lost in my thoughts, I hadnt realized that Id finished that delicious omelet. At that point, the lady came out through the door with dessert in her hand, a homemade flan, that was really too much for me, and I said:
If you keep treating me this well, youll not let me continue my trip, Ill have to stay here forever.
Well, I just want you to feel good, and that way youll remember us, and when you come back through here again, youll surely pay us a visit, she said smiling.
Certainly, you can be sure of that, I said and began to taste that delicious flan, which was wobbling on the plate, just inviting me to eat it.
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I felt quite nervous during the first part of the night. Something was wrong, although I didnt know what. It was impossible for me to fall asleep and I did nothing more than toss and turn in bed. Its not that it was uncomfortable, it was quite the opposite, it was very comfortable. In fact, it had been a long time since Id been lying in such a big bed, because it was a double, for which I thanked the owner of the place at that moment in my mind. I was certain that as she saw I was so tall shed said to herself, This one needs something big, and thats why shed given me this room.
I blamed the problem on the fatigue of the trip, I had never driven so much. I was remembering reaching a certain point along the road where Id stopped and gotten out to stretch my legs a little, and Id been contemplating the landscape for a while.
I could see the Miño river, how full of water it was and how wide it was, Id never seen anything like it and I liked what I was seeing. I noticed the island and the structure in the middle of it, I knew it was a prison and I wondered, Whos idea would it have been to build it there? It would have been better to have built a hotel there with this landscape and the guests could have enjoyed the views.
At that point, I was still not sure whether I should continue with the journey or not, I could still go back. I asked myself, Why had I insisted that I had to go to that particular place? What did I want to find there? and I told myself, Well, seeing that Ive come this far, I should continue, theres no turning back now, lets see what comes out of all this.
Now that I was finally here and after that long journey Id just made, I couldnt forget that thought Id had from there, looking out over the Miño. If you had stopped before you got here, youd not be here now, I was saying to the water, and that made me continue, more emboldened. I was also going to continue on my way to see where it took me. I got back into the car, started the engine and said:
Thank you Miño for your boost, and crossing the bridge, I didnt hesitate again, The die had been cast, as they say. I would continue to the end, I had to see what destiny had in store for me.
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I had taken out two books, those that seemed the most interesting. It would be quieter here, I thought, leafing through them as I used to do whenever a book fell into my hands. I had the habit of taking a look at the whole thing first, to see the chapters. I used to read the last page too, although someone had told me:
Thats how you take away the fun.
Id been doing it that way since my sister Carmen once told me:
Manu, when you know the ending, you read it more carefully.
I think of her all the time, but thats because shes older than me, she taught me so many of the things that I know. It is true of course that my parents tell me things, but being parents, there is a lot they dont take into account.
What are they going to tell me? Just adult things, but what my sister told me was different, she had always taken care of me, and her advice came in handy. When I followed it, which wasnt always Ill be honest, because Im a little stubborn, but when I did pay attention to what she told me, I could generally see that she was right.
She helped me with my homework, and helped me get good grades, because she always added some example for me, with which I could then show off in class, because my classmates didnt know it.
That was the advantage of having an older sister and one that was so smart. I could ask her about things, and she would know the answer.
She was two years above me in school, and since she was very studious, shed always gotten the best grades in her class.
I started reading that book in my hands with curiosity to see what happened, I had liked the ending. It was a study, conducted by an author who self-identified as an atheist. That was curious, that made two of us who were interested in that topic, because the rest of the books were either written by priests, or by journalists who were very personally involved in the subject for religious reasons. That was what had made me decide upon these two that I had brought with me.
One seemed scientific, with dates of the event and almost no additional comments to divert attention away from the occurrence itself. This was the one I had in my hands, which purported to be, according to its synopsis, an aseptic, in-depth study of The Great Deception that Surrounded the Entire Subject and Discovering the Reasons Behind it. Although those words written there seemed a little harsh in my view, deep down I did agree with them.
If you really want to analyze a subject, you cannot take part in it. Feelings or beliefs should never be involved, just a study of the facts and nothing else. Thats what I had proposed from the beginning, to try to collect as much information as possible and then collate it thoroughly, and write a paper on it.
I wasnt sure why I wanted to do it, but I had to continue, because it was getting interesting.
I kept remembering the amount of documentation that I had found when Id first started looking, and without the need to leave my hometown, but I was determined to travel, if necessary, to continue finding more material on the subject.
I had to get up to turn on the light. The sun had gone, I dont know how, or when, I hadnt been aware of the passage of time, what I was reading was so interesting that it had flown past, as they say.
First I turned on the ceiling lamp, stretched my arms a little and thought, Im going to make myself a sandwich and Ill continue reading for a while, I dont really plan to go out, the weather didnt really invite it. In addition to the fine rain that we usually always have in Santiago, there was an unpleasant breeze blowing today, the kind that gets right into your bones.
After a visit to the bathroom, I quickly made a sandwich with the first things I found, a slice of bread with chorizo sausage, that would surely be delicious. The truth is that I dont have any aversions to anything, everything seems great when its time to eat. Well, if I did have any aversions, I dont know what they would be to, because Im forever eating.
I didnt have the patience to eat the whole thing and after a few mouthfuls, I looked back at the book. Leaving what I still had in my hands on the napkin, I continued, engrossed in my reading. It was so novel and so interesting that before I realized it, it was morning, or rather, the alarm clock sounded.
I got freaked out, that could not be the time. Yes, Id been reading all night and not only that, but looking at the table, I saw that more than half a sandwich was still sitting there, just left on top of the napkin. How could I have left it sitting there unfinished and not even noticed? I asked myself in surprise.
Closing the book quickly, I almost ran to the shower. I had to get a move on if I didnt want to be late for work, but even though I was a little tired, the truth was that it was worth spending the time reading that book.
Its really quite amazing how the work of some people can in turn make it easier for others to get on with their own. Id been receiving all that information compiled by the author through his trips to so many different sites, and however many interviews hed conducted to find out so much, while I was seated comfortably absorbing the knowledge.
If Id been determined to dedicate my time and my efforts to illuminating the truth before, a truth that seemed increasingly likely to have been concealed, now, I suddenly found myself with a huge desire to see where all this took me.
Up to that point, Fatima was just a more or less meaningless word to me, a place that had been, and which still was, important to many people, although it had never interested me personally. Now I found myself becoming increasingly interested in the place.
I wanted to know why there was so much mystery surrounding something that should be simple. If there were really seers and messages, why were they not available to anyone who wanted to know what they were, whether they were a believer or, as in my case, not?
Firstly, it was out of curiosity, to substantiate my discovery, that secret of mine, which nobody knew, and that of the person who had left it hidden there, because if they had wanted it to be known, they would certainly not have chosen to keep it there in that secluded place.
Thinking about it, why would they have done that? Couldnt they have found a better place to leave something that important?
This intrigued me right from the start, from the moment I scraped at the damaged wall, trying to fix it up a little, giving it a coat of plaster. I noticed that a brick had shifted, which made me take a closer look at it, because up to that point it had been just that, a wall that I had to scrape so I could then apply some patches and then paint it to make it look decent. It was certainly not decent-looking when Id found it, and if that wall could speak, it could tell me how many years it had been standing there without anyone spending any time maintaining it, thats how bad it was.
What am I saying? If the wall could speak! That word made me reflect. That was undoubtedly what the wall had done, it had spoken to me through what Id found. How would they have taken the brick out at the time? How had they been able to carefully place that behind it? And how could it have been preserved over all this time?
When Id taken out the little package, the fabric that was wrapped around it was very damaged, because it had absorbed all the moisture and thus protected the contents, which were still in perfect condition.
I remember that I was going to look at what it was more closely, when I heard my companion who was shouting, calling out to me:
Manu, its time for sandwiches, come on, you can get back to it afterwards, its time to rest for a while.
Fearing that he would come into the room where I was, I tried to quickly store what I had just found in the back pocket of my pants, but seeing that it wouldnt fit no matter how much I pushed it, I unfastened two of my buttons, carefully placed it under my shirt and put on my sweater, which Id brought with me and sat down there on the floor in one corner. That was how I went out to join the others, have my sandwiches and chat for a while. And so we rested and talked about how each of us were doing in the tasks we had been assigned.
Whats up Manu? the others asked when they saw me appear.
Well, Ive been peeling the wall and removing all the bits that are coming loose, but I think were going to have to repair the whole thing, its in a really sorry state, I said, taking a bite out of the mouth-watering sandwich I had in my hands, which Simón had just given me.
Youre so lucky! Blas told me. Today I have to repair the roof, thats much more difficult.
Do you need any help? I asked him, but I was hoping he would answer me that he didnt, I just said it in the spirit of compromise. Ive never liked heights, but I thought it would be nice to offer my assistance.
No, I can do it on my own for now, but Ill call you if I need you, he answered me.
When we were finishing up with our sandwiches, a few drops of rain began to fall, and when I saw that, I said to Blas:
Looks like your work is done for the day, youll not be able to get up onto the roof, it seems you wont need my help after all.
Yeah, nobodys getting up there now he answered looking up at the sky, then he added, Well, you know what? Now Im gonna be the one who comes to help you, what do you say?
And without waiting for an answer, he went with great strides into the room where I was halfway through my work and put himself to work on another wall, removing the loose pieces. He looked at me and said:
Of course I dont know how you always manage to land the simplest jobs, youre so the favorite! Im sure itll be because youre always willing to do any job and you never complain about it, so they reward you by giving you the less strenuous jobs, and laughing, he added, Im only kidding by the way, dont get annoyed. Look at how heavy the rain is now, especially given how lovely a day it was earlier! It was so nice that I said to myself when I was up there, If the wind blows those clouds away, Ill have time to inspect that row of tiles and replace the broken ones, but clearly its not a day to be changing tiles, theyll have to wait a little longer. To be fair, Im sure theyre not too bothered, because I have no idea how long theyll have been like this, but its certainly been a good few years since anyone has lifted them off.