I’m just back from the Brikkuni concert. Tired and honestly a little underwhelmed after the fast few weeks. Absolutely not because the concert was in any way lacking – it was wonderful in a myriad ways and I enjoyed every little bit of it – but because I literally did not know what to do with myself afterwards. A short socialising attempt later both Johannes and I were yawning like crazy and decided to do the ‘monotonija sabijha’ version of things and head home. We did however stop for pizza in a most randomly coloured place in Msida on our way though, just for that touch of something extra.
Today was recovery day. I actually sat by the sea and ate food today. And it was not part of any performance or organised event. Imagine that!