"She stood in the storm, and when the wind did not blow her way, she adjusted her sails." Elizabeth Edwards.
Not long after we arrived in Spain, we had two days of bad weather. All four of us accepted that there would be no long walks on the Paseo Maritimo in Torremolinos, no exploring other than to find new restaurants for our meals. The intense rain and wind put a stop to our sightseeing plans.
The rain and wind abated around lunch time and we ran across the road to La Cabaña for paella and sangria, and then took a few photos of the rough waves before heading back to the lounge.
Because we were still jet lagged, we were grateful for the imposed change of pace.
While others passed the time reading, or playing games on their tablets, I practised quick, surreptitious sketches.
People came and went at the bar or in the lounge. Everyone was seeking a meeting place out of the rain.
I had many different scenarios to choose from. Some hotel guests were texting, others were chatting with family and friends, some sleeping... and generally, people didn't move too much so I was able to rapidly sketch their positions on paper and then add touches of watercolour on the spot.
The hours passed surprisingly quickly, and soon, the sun returned.
Even before leaving Canada, I had convinced myself that I would have time to sit and sketch.
To that end, I carefully selected pens, pencils and travel watercolour set. I worried about the extra weight the contents of the zippered pouch would add to my carry-on bag so in the days before our trip, I sorted, and reorganized that container many times.
I needn't have worried.
Except for those two days of rain, daily sketching didn't happen. In fact, the Malaga pages were completed once I returned home.
We were on the go and when, at the end of the day, very late at night, we found ourselves back in our rooms, I was just too tired to even think about sketching and painting. It was time to socialize!
I adjusted my sails.