Dance! feel the music and move, turn and be turned, till you get dizzy and still want to keep going. while i walked back from my time at the cafe, i past the stage where there were some singers belting out popular spanish songs from some years ago. i moved a little closer to have a look and listen, i did not recognize any tunes so it must have been truly spanish songs. i looked around me and noticed the locals of al ages but mostly the over forties. than i noticed, the people in front of the stage were not simply listening, and singing along, they were all dancing, just the people next to me were standing still. smiles everywhere i looked, people singing along but mostly happy people dancing. made me feel of jumping in and do some spinning myself, but i was able to resist. the dancing crowd had my attention as i stayed longer as i have lately at several performance on the different stages here. it truly put a smile on my face and a spring in my step.
the last week i have noticed on more occasions that love is the same where ever we go, it is just handled differently here a with us people from the north. passion, expressions even the energy is different here and i almost am tempted to say: " love is in the air". but i don't think that would overpower the air of roasted nuts, candy floss and other sweet things cooked up by the talls in the area, i almost feel i have to shut the windows or i will just breath in the calories at night while i sleep. the air is sweet and not only of the love-dovey stuff, candy is the other one. but back to the people and not the food otherwise my stomach will rumble to a tune i do not want to hear now. be it young or old they walk hand in hand, sleep cuddled up on the beach under their parasols and exchange glances every opportunity they get, to a point where i need to decide to feel envy, jealousy or sick, by all this shared love. there is no reason for me to put it into a box, even more as i try to see things outside the box, preferably holding someones hand. the stuff is not lost on me, it might just be to much for maybe i haven't had it for a long time. who knows? still it is good to see. i have even seen gay couple do it here, and this is a small coastal village where i would not expect it, again because in the north we say we are liberal but still only promote it instead of living it. yes i can walk hand in hand at home, but we just don't do it, neither is this something i want to practice, but i would love to just be able to show my feelings for the other half more clear, visible. what we show in the big cities is more the lust, the hunger for the other, the hunter and prey look. when i listen to my friends stories, they are all about conquer and being able to pick the catch of the day, or even better invite them both for a game. well darling you said it afterwards and i just want to amend it just a little, like with the catch of the day in the restaurant here it can become just a slippery mess once you are finished.
not judging you of acting your age, and the drive there seems to be in the lifestyle we landed in. you are the hunter of the pack and i see myself the old folk, ready with advice and the listening ear when ever needed. next to that and you know, you do make me smile, and i love you anyway my friend.
like the moments on the beach when i observe people, it is a whole different world every time i settle on my towel. this was a sunday and whole families were out, chatting and playing with the youngsters while the older generation started to prepare a little lunch under the trees at the edge of the beach. the laughter and the fun, great to be able to witness it. summer is here, and i am in the middle it feels. still not good in communicating with the locals, but i am slowly getting there. got the right color now and the not to shaven face. so the first people start to address me about where to find something or even the football. i politely answer them that i am not one of them (yet). they nod smile and move on with their business. using my apps i have found some "new" friends online and we are able to chat in english, it fills the quiet moments of my day. the few i have a i have enough to look at around me, alas no more merman, but others stepped in and tried to fill his shoes, or should i say tail?
half of my holiday now moved into the category history and i have 10 days ahead of me, who knows what they are going to produce, if they keep this tune going on, i happily dance to the rhythm of that tune. one of my friends asked if i had found my cuddle yet, and i had to say no, not yet. but have i been looking, not really, maybe a little unknown but not made attempts to find Sr. Right. and it feels ok. nothing should be rushed and i would like it to stay that way. yes i do miss those moments to share and cuddle or just some one to put lotion on my back, so that when i am back and in the gym, my belly isn't a different color as the front..... but hey, there are tanning beds to correct that.
the music of the fair still rumbles in the not so far distance and i know its going to be that way till at least 4 in the morning, so i better find some tunes to listen too, think of my friends and family, near and far, and just wish them a good night and sweet dreams while i will dance to my beat. Maestro, music!
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