I love the intricacy of this town, it's so old and houses so much history. With it's cobbled streets, the old ruins of the Abbey and the picturesque little houses on the hills, looking out through the keyhole, I truly see how beautiful this place is. We walk the pier and take photographs, in years to come we'll look back on them. The memories are in our minds but photographs stay forever, one day I hope to show them to my grandchildren and tell them of days like this. Tell them how we climbed the steps, leaving nana at the bottom, then sat in a cosy little cafe with hot drinks and chocolate coated flapjacks. Bring them here, on a cold winters day, wrapped up in so many layers, but embracing the day - not the traffic jams nor the rain will defeat us, we will have our day out. The fresh sea air is so revitalising, chilling, to the core, but you want it all the more. A breath of fresh air - literally, watching the waves crash around underneath the wooden slats on the pier, feeling like you're moving with them, it's a good feeling. Not much can beat it. I picked up a postcard in a shop full of wonderful things, and the quote upon it brings hope in to my life - "The point of life is life" (Goethe). Starting living for today, reminisce about days gone by, sure, enjoy memories of good times, but try your best to leave them behind. Life is love, and love is the future, everything it holds in store for you. And it's okay to wonder what tomorrow brings, but you don't need to plan so far ahead as next year. Whatever life brings will come. You just have to fight through the bad, and get to the good. Even when it really is all grey and foggy, there's still light, the world still turns.
Los Campesinos speak the truth - The sea is a good place to think of the future.
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