I had a cold in San Sebastian. It made my willpower less strong. I escaped from some presentations at The Conference. I went for a walk on a beach but for it I was also to weak. Finally I got in a café. I chose a table with a beautiful view for the sea and mime on the street. For more then half an hour nobody had given her any money. She was dressed in white clothes. Her face was also white. On her hand she had white gloves. Going back to Conference Hall I gave her some change. I had expected some movement, maybe a bow, waving hand… She looked at my eyes and shake my hand. It was so nice.
