It was a planned trip. I needed it, my wife desperately needed it and our kids would enjoy the heck of it. As long as there's wheels, water at the end of the road to jump in to and food to calm their fierce growing creatures hunger, they are happy.
So, we went to the beach on saturday in a bus that some person who works with my wife had arranged. The day didn't start so well, the sky was grey, it rained a bit, and the bus broke down in the middle of the way. Well, if that could be called a bus. There was more noise in there than what it could be in bloody car shredder. Luckily it broke and didn't crushed cause of it, I'm glad for that, and also because I could made a shot to a Ceiba Tree, I like those ones, they had some curious stories around them, old people used to tell us kids quite interesting and also scaring tales related to this majestic and old trees that nobody dares to cut here, bot a branche.
The other advantage of the break down stop was the new bus that came to save our trip, that was a little pretty lady, with every peace in the right place and each screw correctly tightene. She certainly knew how to hold her name up and stand for her kind.
We made it to the beach. The day turned into a sunny and cleared sky one, the water was incredibly clean and calmed, perfect.
This time of the year this beach is usually with some dirt in it or wild cause of the wind, or both. When clean in the mornings there use to be some kind of jellyfish in the bath zone that makes it almost imposible. If they touch your skin it hurts a lot. Not in the palm of the hand though(this kind at least). A cooupleof years ago I remember spending a week there and going one morning to the shore with my kids. There was an army of them, you could see them floating around, I grabbed a few, but get bored if that, there were too many.
We made it to the beach. Everyone in the water. Yeah!!!
I'm not a hole day into the beach man, I must say.
Anyway, once I'm in there I like to take, for some time, my little beach space to sail through the waters of my thoughts(my waters) that use to calm down out of the enjoyment thathe shore view from the distance provides while the softly waves swung me and also with the provided by the sea horizon . I had much to sail into in deed.
I knew it would have to wait though.
Three water devil creatures were in there crazily waiting to fight me all possible ways, throwing water to my eyes, hanging to my neck or my back, submerging down and between my legs like sharks. My three kids.
Watch out with my left ear crazy little demons, I was beaten there.
I thought.
But...
Fuck it, go and keep beating dad down, he can take it, .
I thought again.
There's no good day at the beach if I also don't make the air kids throw.
It's easy, I just throw them up to the air and back to the water (this part is handled by my good friend gravity) in any invented or uninvented possible fucken way.
The boys got tired of it or frightened quickly. But the girl...What? I was near to the thought that she was rather trying to learn to fly than making pool diving jumps helped by a trampoline dad.
Hey, I did her the scariest of pushs, jumps or inventions snd she kept asking for one more time. I had to say stop little flying crazy demon!!!
My arms and my back are in pain and besides, you all haven't gave me a chance to sail my waters peacefully as I deserved it. It's turn for your mother now, or you all just play with each other for a while. Fuck!! (That I didn't say, just in my mind and in a funny way.)
My younger boy found a girl friend and took a time to do some sand work while knowing each other.
So, I could take my moment. As usual, it was helpful, it was relaxing, it was distant, it was deep and after a while I was in my shore and my horizon,something took me out.
The clouds, there was something with them, shapes, things, real movement without perceptual movement.
These ain't the ones am referring to, this shots I made ot later when got out of the water, but they look also cool.
Yes, I stared at them for a while, they didn't move!!, looked the other way for a minute and then they did(move and changed shapes). It's not a big deal but it took me out for a while and there, somehow, I also flew my own airs and relaxed a bit. Well, I fucken got a bit upset as well cause I couldn't get to see them moving in front of my eyes.
Anyway, it was a perfect saturday after all,my body was giving me signs during the day I didn't noticed, so as soon as I got home, took a bath, had dinner and went yo bed, a high fever jumped over me, I had to work sunday, I had asked saturday free for the trip, so, couldn't pay attention to the fever, which was serious and has its details, but that might be another time story.
