Under the Sea

Up on the shore they work all day
Out in the sun they slave away
While we devotin', full time to floatin'
Under the sea!

Today I took a little break and went down to the beach for a while. Its always so calming, walking along the sand, the water rolling in and out around your feet.

I went and bought the Sunday paper and had a little sit in the sun. The usual stuff in the paper; government not doing its job, television channels having major shake ups. I always turn to the back first, have a little look at the 'A List Parties', and see what shows are on the stage at the moment. Its funny, I always seem to wish I had been at the parties, chatting to the celebrities, dancing with the stars (hehe). Everything just seems so glamorous at them.

When I finished the paper, I went for another little walk, up and down the beach again, and then I intended to walk around the point to the next beach along, however the tide was a tad further in than I anticipated, so I had to backtrack a little. Its funny watching all the people at the beach on weekends. Our local beach is well known for being a tourist destination, so lots of people come to it from all around, in the holidays it is practically impossible to get a spot, so us locals savour the quiet time during the working weeks. As this weekend was so spectacular, weather wise, it was very busy. I thought I would take a more scenic route home after my failed 'point walk'.

I took a path that went up the cliff, and had a little sit on the top. It was really nice. Watching the clear water below, and the surfers attempt to dodge the unknowing civilians. As much as I say that living in this little seaside village is the bane of my existence...it realy isnt. It is quite beautiful, scenery and people, a nice array of surfer boys. I love water as well, so maybe the beach is good for me. Maybe tomorrow I can spend a bit more time down at the beach, take some of my notes and have a little sunbake (safely, you know, slip, slop, slap, and all that). Maybe my Prince Charming will turn out to be a surfer? I highly doubt it, but you never know.