If there’s one thing spring stands for it’s newness in all its forms. New life, fresh starts and, most importantly, new adventures.
Earlier this month we ventured out on a spring morning to the Brecon Beacons. Pen y Fan was our destination and our goal was to reach the top and see some stunning Welsh countryside. I don’t think Pen y Fan quite got the memo though. The weather forecast had predicted fog up until 10:00. ‘Perfect!’ I thought. ‘By the time we reach the top it will be just burning off and I’ll get some beautiful photos.’
Sitting quietly in El Museo del Chocolate, sipping a hot chocolate and contemplating how to spend the rest of the day, I notice a hubbub from outside. Waiting staff in black outfits swish out of the door to see what’s happening as crowds begin to gather outside the windows. The German couple on the next table move towards the window speaking hurriedly together.
Speaking neither a lot of Spanish, nor German, I was feeling rather nonplussed. I quickly paid for my drink, much to the annoyance of the waitress, whose morning’s entertainment I had clearly interrupted. Heading outside I looked up, following the gaze of the crowd. Flames, dark orange, red and foreboding, licked and twirled out of the top middle window of a building a few doors down.
The rooftops, the ground, the treetops glimmer and sparkle in the pale yellow streetlight. The world glows, even though the sun won’t be up for another hour; like an expectant mother, radiance comes from within. All is pristine, a clean new slate. Waking up on a chilly morning, peeping through the curtains at the outside world and seeing the everyday transformed into a landscape that’s totally different to when you went to bed a few hours ago is special.
Wandering amongst brilliantly colourful houses, smelling the salty air while sunlight bursts through the leafy canopies of the many trees, my breathing slows, and my heart rate drops a little to keep rhythm with island time. The haven of tranquility that is Prince Edward Island is home to an enclave so sedate, you might wonder if time is standing still. Now that is relaxation.
Today the world awoke to the news that Fidel Castro, leader of the Cuban revolution has died. Heralded by some as a hero, a mastermind who freed Cuba from the clutches of Capitalism. Condemned by others as a villain with little regard for human rights, ‘Fidel’ was in his lifetime certainly a divisive figure, and surely will continue to be so after death.
Ask any traveller and they’ll tell you that visiting new countries, new cities, seeing new sights and soaking up different cultures are some of the most enjoyable pleasures of travel. Yet sometimes, home can be just as enjoyable – if you know where to look!
A new destination brings with it all sorts of promise. The anticipation of what you’ll discover, the characters you’ll meet and the experiences you’ll have – half the pleasure of a trip is in the planning!
In just under 5 weeks, I’ll be heading off to Cuba and I’m ridiculously excited! I’ve spent some time planning and I’m really looking forward to exploring the country – it sounds beautiful and unlike anything I’ve ever experienced.
Ah, camping. The Marmite of holidays. For some people, the thought of sleeping in a tent is about as appealing as walking barefoot over broken glass. For some it’s bliss; a chance to enjoy the great outdoors and forget about all the white noise that goes with life.
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It seems very appropriate that I should log onto WordPress today and the writing prompt be ‘Healthy’ – on the very day that I’ve run a 10km race. Running, like health, is a journey. Not just from the start to the finish line, but a journey that begins at some indeterminable point in time and doesn’t really have an end in sight. Well, that’s how it goes for me.
Like most people, I strive to be ‘healthy’. I try to eat well, I don’t smoke, don’t drink a great deal, I move my limbs as often as I can. It strikes me that being healthy is an undertaking to make the most out of all the journeys one experiences, not just for the sake of performing on the race track. That’s just a rather pleasant side effect that suggests you’re doing something right.
And that’s a good enough reason to keep running for me.
The Blogging 101 assignment today got me thinking…who exactly is it that I write for? Who is my ‘dream reader’? I’d always thought it was myself! As a travel blog it was a place I could record my experiences for posterity, and muse on what I’d seen and done.
Thinking about it, this isn’t true. Well, not entirely. Traveling, much like blogging, is a communal experience. Traveling can take you to a new place in your own state, region, country, or to the other side of the planet. It’s always the people that stick with you though. The characters that you meet along the way. Those that you share stories of past travels with, and exchange wish lists for future destinations.
In answer to my own question then, I write to connect with those of a similar mindset. My dream reader is someone who loves to plan the adventure, imagine the feel of the sand between their toes, who weirdly enjoys the windchill that goes with riding the ski lift. Someone who gets butterflies when they book the flight, and who is already dreaming about the next adventure before this one is completed.
In the meantime, I’m going to keep on saving up my pennies, keep reading all about your fabulous adventures, and let the inspiration for 2015 take hold! Where will 2015 be taking you dreamers and readers!?