Song of Can Decreix

In the loneliness of the afternoon in Can Decreix I wrote a song, inspired by the feelings while greeting and hugging friends with whom we have been sharing a good piece of road… here it is: People go and people come on the way to Perpignan people come and people go Can Masdeu seems months ago Broken spokes and off-road paths chickpeas bottles, bunches of nuts yummy-cakes-thieves on the run scottish dances are such a fun Fruit and veggies from the trash that’s the menu at Can Decreix grand massages, swedish tales supper’s ready bring the plates Flute’s notes in…

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Beaches, hitchbiking, wild fruit, pledges and police

Beaches As I write this, I’m on a warm sandy beach in Sant Pol de Mar on the Mediterranean coast in the evening. Our group is watching the fireworks dancing above the town. Somebody asked whether they were ‘eco-fireworks’. We thought about it, then gave a small ‘woop’ for the next green one. A firework after our own hearts. As the locals serenaded us with guitars, an oboe, tuba and stunning voices , and gave us beer, I thought, “I could get used to this degrowth lifestyle”. I am also enjoying all of the Spanish accents pronouncing ‘beach’, it makes…

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From Can Prim to Can Torres

We woke up in bright sunlight floating the Pyrenees in the background in bright colours. Over night some of our communal items (and some personal shoes) had been attacked and partly eaten by animals – a learning experience… After a breakfast with lots of warm leftover food from the night before, we had a short ride on a flat road leading us to Figueres. Our group was a focus of attention on the market square; several people came up to us, children looking skeptically and bicycle fans telling us about their own trips and admiring the tall bike among us.…

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