Tancat

No, not tan cat, tancat!  I’ve not learned much yet in my Catalan class, but I know this word because it means closed.

At the end of September it started — a restaurant here or there would be closed.  Then, my favorite restaurant closed until April; stores stopped opening in the afternoon or opening at all.  The most convenient parking garage in town stopped opening in the evening.  Recently, they took all of the recycle bins at the stop near me away completely!

There are pro’s and con’s to living in a resort town in the winter.  There are fewer choices for dinner, but those of us who are left are the locals, and I feel like there’s a certain camaraderie developing.

I hate the word tancat now, but I know it will be exciting in the spring when all the signs begin to say obert!

My dogs at “camp:”