For what ever weather there always seems to be something special in the air on New Year's Day morning. Same old world just a new year, but in a way it seems to be fresh even different.
It's still grey and rainy here even with the odd change of a thunderstorm, the idea not to finish but begin the year with a bang! I like it, why not? It's actually not to cold, it's nice out here, and I am not the only one. On the way to the beach I noticed a few youngsters still in the party mood from last night or should I say this early morning. One of the young man looked like he should have been in bed a few drinks ago, not the clearest of looks, and I surely would not walk around with my coat and shirt open. Well so far it goes it was nice to look at, and he was even wearing red underwear, I am not the one wearing low-rise pants but they sometimes give you a view that makes you smile. Would it have been a blue one he would have seen me laugh out loud probably, good thing he would not remembered later on.
A new year has begun, one more week here in Cangas and I will be heading home, back to all day life, routine and work. This place still has my heart and I like the fact that it differs so much with the change of the season. The people are still the same and even so friendly. I have been invited to many a meal or drinks, but getting my part of the flue virus isn't helping. Fever, stomach aches and some other less desirable body functions would not make me a happy guest at the table. At least after a week spend mostly on the couch or in bed I can surely say I am rested, I did get my hours rest. Now I am almost back in normal state and ready for the things ahead. Once back home, things go back to normal and the festive season is over and I am still hoping that a harsh winter will not happen this year, I could do without snow and ice for a year.
It's almost a tradition to spend New Year's Eve alone and so far it feels ok, sure I like to be with family or friends, but I just hate the hours leading up to it, seems so much fuzz almost too much. Wether at home or here it's just not doing it for me, wishing others a happy new year that's fine, but the whole drinking and happiness is some what lost on me. It simple isn't me...... Another weird fact to add to my list, but in al honesty I can actually live with this one.
Walking along the beach I was thinking back of 2013 and all the things that happened to me and my friends and family and lots of things made me smile. A few friends and colleagues were, let's say, in a pickle, but in the end they all came out ok, and we all learned a little bit more about life in the end.
Still being able to feel, notice and learn at this age is on it's own amazing. Young and old, family and friends they are for sure the spice of life. And I was truly tired at the end of 2013, but it was worth the ride. Love,dating, blue shorts, a mission, brown eyes and a remote beach the all mean something different to me but in the end it tells me I am alive and life is still happening. So let 2014 do it's thing and at the end I will look back and see what smiles, tears, heard or stomach age it has dished out in 12 months yet to come.
Like these waves I am watching ...... Let it roll, and rumble! Now got to get home before I get soaked here without actually going for a swim, although I would not mind a collision with a merman...... Felix año!
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