It’s all been a bit intense around here. I’ve got deadlines, and major headaches accompanying them, not least with a crazy cold. Feeling stressed, tired and ill seems doubly miserable when the sky is bright blue, the horizon line is well-defined and the sunshine is gloriously skin-tickling warm. Carnival feels like a long time ago.
I was in the library for hours this morning, trying to talk through an assignment with a colleague, and then complete it. Nothing especially complicated, but a lot of preparation is required for a lengthy document which I have to produce in French. So it’s just a little stressful. Over-enthusiastic air-conditioning did not help matters.
Having anticipated a distractingly sour mood, I had one appointment at least to look forward to. To clear my head a little, I did lunch with a sister-friend. We had a lot to catch up on seeing how we hadn’t sat down together for 2 whole weeks! And catch up we did: we just talked and talked and talked and talked for four straight hours. Continue reading →
Toes in the sand and nose to nose with the horizon line, today I tried to contemplate how I ended up here. When did I become Neo? I saw TheMatrix; I was not enthralled with the nebuchadnezzar. I could have chosen the blue pill. Heavy-heartedly maybe, but I would have done it. That porridge three times a day would have driven me mad and I would have been no use to the revolution. So which part of my journey through life determined that I would step off the treadmill, out of the rat race, move a gazillion miles away from my beloved London and set up home in the French Caribbean? Clueless, I retraced my steps. Continue reading →
If you’re a romantic who grew up in a Euro-centric culture, you’ve probably heard the expression ‘into the sunset’ on more than one occasion. To walk, run, ride or drive into the sunset denotes a closing, a happy ending, and hope for the future. More than one film has closed on a sunset, and many more fairy stories. But personally, I never really ‘got’ them. Apart from that iconic moment in Grease 2 when he finally gets the girl and they ride off into the sunset of course…that was classic. I changed somewhat, when at the end of a week spent slaving away at a national park’s snake exhibit in Phuket, Thailand back in the day, a kindly lady offered to take me to Sunset Point. She thought it would be a travesty for me to leave Phuket without seeing it. I was more tempted by the possibility of finally getting out of the park.
What I saw however, blew my mind. There’s a reason why they call it Sunset Point. It’s no doubt the place Jay-Z refers to in ‘Can I get a…’A decade later I can still see in my mind’s eye the panoramic view of the horizon, the endless sky and the most colourful sunset I’ve ever seen. Continue reading →
If you’re a water baby like me you’ll appreciate how fabulous the past week and a bit has been.
A late night picnic which not only included good food and company, but the challenge of singing songs across musical genres by your favourite artists with dreadlocks, excluding Bob Marley. A lot of laughter, and a huge back catalogue to play with; we left ‘cos it was a weeknight and we had work in the morning, not ‘cos we couldn’t keep going. Water link? Though we were on the other side of the park, we had to drive past the water as the park ends about 10m from the edge of the pier.
Two days later I skipped across town and headed down to the rainforest after work (as you do), or more precisely, to one of the many rivers run through parts of it. Continue reading →
When you grow up in a temperate (read: COLD) climate, a first date which includes watching a multicoloured sunset under palm trees, dinner (albeit top brass takeaway pizza) on a secluded white sand beach and a midnight swim is the stuff of your most unabashedly romantic fantasies and the holiday romances of your wildest dreams. They’re not actually real. And it’s unrealistic expectations like these that are the reason for the divorce stats they say. But when you are located in the tropics where palm trees abound, sunsets are breathtaking and you want to impress somebody, what else says ‘What you saaaaaaaaaaaying?’ or ‘Wha gwan rude girl’ with quite the same je ne sais quoi? And when pennies are not dropping out of those scene-setting palm trees, this is a cheap and cheerful night out. Continue reading →