Of Daydreams and Beaches
19 October 2011
I'm not really much of a beach person although I lived most of my life in a tropical country where beaches are some of the main attractions and are sought after by tourists. I remember going to beaches with family a lot when I was younger. It became less when we all lived in different cities; except for when I attended uni and spent weekends with friends on some islands in Cebu. Then I moved here to the flatlands where summer (what summer?) is mostly the time you go to the beach and enjoy the sun, sand and waves if there are any. It is always swamped with people, which is why I only ever went to the beach here once (9 years ago?) and actually wore a bikini. I hid under the big umbrella while my companions laid on their towels under the sun for hours to tan. And, yet, I still went home browner than they ever could be. It is always a source of entertainment every time we went away as they all sunbathed and I stayed in the shade, though I remembered a few times when I actually joined them and they made fun of me, joking that I must not be feeling well which I took in stride and secretly gloated as they admired my color after only a few hours.
So when we go back home for a holiday, I always make sure we spend time at the beach. The last time we did which was early this year, we had a family reunion. The guys decided to ride a banana boat and since there was one spot left and no one else wanted to come with, they asked me to join. I remembered the boat toppling over as I sank under water laughing and gasping for breath. It was one of the funnest and funniest things I have done this year. We were tears-run-down-your-cheeks-and-sides-hurt kind of laughing, screaming, bouncing and holding on for dear life while everyone else on the beach watched in mixed amusement and trepidation. I want to experience something like that again.
I find myself daydreaming a lot about the beach lately as it is getting colder and somber with the change of season. I imagine dipping my toes in the sand, listening to the crashing of the waves on the shore, looking over the horizon where the sun rises and sets, building sand castles, taking long walks along the beach with the water around my feet, combing the shores for shells and smooth flat pebbles in various shapes and colors, and lying on a hammock underneath the stars and the sky. It is one of my favorite happy places.
Posted in Personal | Comments (1)
Rex at October 24 2011 | 21:03 |
I wish we could go to the beach together too.  |
