Le Roia est moia!!!!

So as I wrote that morning was very intensive. At 1530 I just walked to Instituo Cervantes to meet Julia and have a lunch together. Unfortunatelly the column of cars with king was supposed to drive through so all the road was blocked. I couldnt have passed the street so I just stood close to barriers and waited. The crowd was waiting. Me as well but more for crossing the road then for a king. An old village woman as well didnt seem to be too much interested in this spectacle and told me that she had to wait and she was in a hurry. Even though I havent understood a word, translation in my mind came so naturally. She saw that I tried to cross the road as well and then we just started to laugh. I love this old womens laugh. It is so pure. After ten minutes the car with king approched....... and just stopped five meters from the place were I was standing. The crowd move forward to greet him and me as well as if sharing the collevtive enthusiasm I just run to the barriers and was jumping to shake his hand. He shaked all the hands before me and when mine was next he looked at me and PASSED!!!!!! shaking other hands behind me. Fuck I thought - what a rasist! But feeling of this energical crowd was so astonishing! After this even all the evening I was in super perfect mood!!! The king has arrived and I remained in a crowd.