For me, there’s nothing better than a beach. That includes a beach bar.
There’s just something really special about lounging on a sandy beach, freshening myself in the waters. I love it. I feel rejuvenated. Rejuvenated! How about juvenated??
I got curious…’juvenated’. So, I looked it up. There’s no definition!!! You (at least I) would think that for something to be ‘re’ that there should be an original state that needs to be ‘re’ for whatever reason. That doesn’t seem to be the case with the word ‘rejuvenated’.
Back to the beach.
Give me a hut on a Caribbean island beach with an endless supply of ice cold beer, tequila, and rum and I would be totally contented. You may never hear from me again. Blog? What blog? Internet…not necessary. I’d love to have a guitar too.
This is a different world for me, one that I prefer over all else.
There’s a small coastal village not far from here, Paamul. Basically, it’s nothing but tiny beach homes… No gated community. No grocery. Only a restaurant, a small pool and the beach adorned with lovely palm trees and a breeze.
Unfortunately, I’ve been a bit ill which has put a damper on my beach time. The illness, for the most part is behind me. And though I’ve been a bit on the ill side, I have not allowed it to totally put a damper on my pleasures. It was an illness of inconvenience for the most part. A bit scary but that’s for another time.
I find the beach such a pleasure. Most people I speak with about the beach is their complaining about the ‘sand’. Yes, there’s sand there. Will it stick to you, yes it will. Can it be an inconvenience…yes, I guess it can. For me, it’s just a part of life. I love some of the sand art that people leave behind. Sometime I just walk the beach exploring, looking for castles in the sand or whatever else the artist presents.
Sometime, it’s a place of solitude for a soul to seek out…
Or maybe a place of resolution…
I’m optimistic…the beach is a place of discovery….a place of magic. For me there’s nothing negative. Not even during a storm. Don’t get me wrong, there’s lightening, water dangers etc. but, there’s also the super charged ‘negative ions’ (negative ions are a positive for humans) that are at work. That’s the thing that’s so attractive to me about the beach, the negative ions. They are my reason for being there…and it’s not necessarily a cognitive thought. I know that’s the greatest source of positive influence on my being.
Times have changed though. I no longer can stay out in the sun like I did in days gone by. But, to occasion the beach…aaaahh!
Have a ‘beach’ of a FAB day!
Peace, love, and beaches,
John
