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Thursday, January 03, 2008
I could have possibly had the best New Year's Eve ever. Just driving down to the coast, stopping at some random beach town with a population of 2000. But there were fireworks, and that was good. the walk around the town took no more than half an hour, and towards the beach it was, in our bathers and esky full of beer in hand. Day1.Just sitting on the sand, amidst the families and crazy kid. Watching the tide subside and the ripples forming on the sand. Wadding out towards the rocks and stepping into the tiny poll among the rocks and 'destabilizing the ecosystem'. Catching sight of a dolphin as it swam out to sea. Chilling to stoned out music in the darkness of the backseat and eating chicken barbeque chips. Heading down to the sea with the roaring waves. Heading to the populated beach for fireworks and champange at midnight. Terrorizing a crab cuz it wasn't walking sideways. Playing drunken tag & falling on the sand and getting a massive bruise. Getting mad with Aden cuz I accused him of stealing my wine, which I stole from him in the first place. Heading back to the other beach with the roaring waves to sleep under the stars and amongst the roar. Being woken up at 4am to find myself curled into a tight foetal ball from the cold. Stumbling in the dark and grazing myself massively. Day2.Waking up in the car in the morning, hungover. Trying to cool my Gatorade down in the sea, which was mildly successful, only to find the rim of the bottle tasting very salty. Staggering to brekkie to read the secret goss on the government they release after 30years. Taking turns being sick. Trying to not spew whilst on the hour-long tour of the military fort with the famous black lighthouse and hearing funny stories of the military's incompetence. Failing to not spew. Smashing a bottle of OJ in the museum. Being surprised and driven to the jetty and driving the car onto the ferry taking us across the mouth of the bay. Having a icipop on the boat and trying to spot dolphins. Saying very loudly on the boat 'Look at those bruises you gave me honey. They really hurt.' so people around me can hear and think he's a mean man. Arriving at Sorrento feeling very sick. Walking around Sorrento town centre feeling very sick. Driving up to the 'real' beach with 'real' roaring waves only to find it awfully chilly and the waves piss weak. Going to Aden's family beach house named 'Reverie'. Almost spewing on the front lawn. Meeting the family and playing with Tilly the West Highlander and eating whiteberries which taste like peaches. Pulling over by the beach to have a powernap with the sun shining full-force in my face. Arriving back home 28hrs since leaving and feeling like it's been 3 days cuz we did so much. Getting burger/souvlaki and watching Mission Impossible on telly and trying to figure out the plot before the show got to it.Day3.Had the long awaited shower. Getting massively pissed off cuz Aden shaved his beard, which I told him I liked and wanted to take a photo with before he shaved. Getting over it. Spending 2-3 hrs in Southland shopping centre being idiots: starving and walking round the food courts like cavemen who haven't eaten in eons; catching each other checking out other people's food; trying to psycho each other to get bath towels; 'Riceline'; saying 'Look what you did to my legs' very loudly again so people can hear; finally doing what we had to do. Trying to jump onto Aden with my arms around his neck and legs around his waist and him failing to catch me and landing on my ass feeling like a total hippo. Being cross. And getting over it. Hoping desperately I haven't bruised anything bad. Day4.Aden getting teary in the morning. Going to New Young Pony Club later.The past few days have been wonderful, and I've learnt a lot about myself. I can't expect things to always turn out the way I want, and I can't expect people to always do what I want. Just deal with it, and think positive. The outcome's always better that way.As they say, good things never last. The past few days have been nothing short of good, though silly me took not a single photo in 4 days. I'm just living in the moment, trying not to think of the inevitable that's gonna happen in a week. Everything in due time, and now is time for me to enjoy what I have and not be pissy. As Marcelle said to me today, 'the only restrictions you have are the ones you place on yourself'. Just live, and be merry. And all will be well.
Though having said that, I feel like I'm in limbo, on holiday, passing the days doing nothing, and with no immediate cares or worries. Clearly I've a huge lot to worry and think about, and huge decisions to make. But I'm in such a lovely state of relaxation that I don't think now's the right time to think about those decisions. Now, I just wanna bath in the relaxation and idleness, while I still can.
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