The lady who was looking for her party - Chapter 5

Isabel walked out, the weather outside was uncertain, like her portuguese life hanging on a cloud to not see the rain around.
The ribeira was not a place of shopping but she needed walk, and it was her little heaven.
The pastel colour of buildings, seemed, second after second, grey as pearl, through the shape of clouds passing the sky.
German tourist sitted outside the bars, making pictures as Japanese to girls dressed with traditional costumes, was a show of noise.
A couple on a bench in front of the big old wood boats,were discussing in a melt of kissing and shouting as just lovers know to do.
Walking slowly her sight get lost in front of a chapel, it was the " Nossa Senhora do Ó", that little chapel, lost among the bars,soon would have had meant for her the worst walk in her life, but it was still time to get enchanted by her preferred bridge "Dom Luis I", the second kid of Mr.Eiffel.
Lost in the voices and the smell of the sea melted to the Douro, she was interrupted by her mobile ringing

"Hey do you still remember you are manager"

her boss was freaking out, on the other part of the world, lost in kenya o somewhere else, with his affairs for rich people, out of every understanding for the human being.

"Sometimes I will"

Isabel answered smiling to the couple on the bench finally lost in a sweet hug.

"So is nice if yo prepare yourself, I need you in Paris"

"Not bad imagine if you needed me in Kenya to save you from a Lion!"

"You joke, I do not fire you, for one reason, you know how to work!"

Isabel switched off the phone, yes she was a manager of a rich multinational, based in Usa, and any time people asked it was as if she was like a martian on the moon, a stranger in one of the most poor area of Europe;but none said that the research of a party is done through gold roads was her thinking.
Isabel walked fast back to the taxi zone, she had to come back home, fastly, away from her moment of escape.