We spoke with her, but never saw her face.
We heard there was a convent in Madrid where you could buy dulces (sweets) from some very secretive nuns.
We had the address, but it was still hard to find. We found the building, but the large wooden doors were closed, so we buzzed a nearby button.
A scratchy, somewhat impatient voice came through the speaker and rattled off confusing directions in Spanish. My husband and kids pushed the door open and I followed as we entered a maze of halls.
We had the address, but it was still hard to find. We found the building, but the large wooden doors were closed, so we buzzed a nearby button.
A scratchy, somewhat impatient voice came through the speaker and rattled off confusing directions in Spanish. My husband and kids pushed the door open and I followed as we entered a maze of halls.
In Search of Cookies
We made a few wrong turns while searching for the little window where we hoped to buy cookies.
We made a few wrong turns while searching for the little window where we hoped to buy cookies.
The Secret Window
And there it was! A solid door covered the wood framed window. Through the window was a lazy Susan with mysterious sectioned walls ...that kept us from viewing the nun who was hidden behind. Her voice spoke through the barriers, firing off a list of cookie selections and prices. My kids combined their Spanish skills to translate, but we were still a bit unclear.
And there it was! A solid door covered the wood framed window. Through the window was a lazy Susan with mysterious sectioned walls ...that kept us from viewing the nun who was hidden behind. Her voice spoke through the barriers, firing off a list of cookie selections and prices. My kids combined their Spanish skills to translate, but we were still a bit unclear.
Oz or First Confession?
There was an odd twinge of worry about the whole process. I felt a bit like I was Dorothy pleading to Oz, hidden behind the curtain. Or was I reliving the nerves of my first confession at age 7, speaking to Father Cubrick, hidden behind the screen.
Lots of Confusion
After some confused communication, we heard the Lazy Susan creek as it turned slowly like a revolving door. Suddenly a few boxes appeared. I think the nun grew impatient and allowed us to see the selection. We pondered over a few boxes, then Heidi grabbed one box before sending the others back.
After some confused communication, we heard the Lazy Susan creek as it turned slowly like a revolving door. Suddenly a few boxes appeared. I think the nun grew impatient and allowed us to see the selection. We pondered over a few boxes, then Heidi grabbed one box before sending the others back.
Payment
The nun's cranky voice demanded payment, so we sent a pile of bills and coins on the revolving platform. More funny comparisons came to mind. This could have been a speak easy...or a very curious drug deal! We four stood a moment in the hallway surrounded by tile and vault-like doors. We grinned at each other and headed back through the building.
The nun's cranky voice demanded payment, so we sent a pile of bills and coins on the revolving platform. More funny comparisons came to mind. This could have been a speak easy...or a very curious drug deal! We four stood a moment in the hallway surrounded by tile and vault-like doors. We grinned at each other and headed back through the building.
Our Cookies!
Here I am posing with Scott and our box of cookies. They were actually were pretty tasteless, but who cares?
Thank you Mystery Nun!
You gave us a very fun adventure. I know you were probably very nice, but your voice made me conjure up images of the hooded witch in Hansel and Gretel. I wish I could have seen your face, because maybe you really were smiling the whole time. But it's more fun imagining a tiny woman with a wrinkled frown and a crooked nose...in a habit!
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