A matter of Perspective
Yesterday the wind blew so hard there was a coat of dust on everything–our table, eyelids, teeth, and clean dishes. Then the rain started pouring through trees permanently bent from frequent gusting. I had to laugh when I remembered that this, THIS “good weather forecast” is exactly the reason we are here. “Here” is France, teeny Le Capte, not far from Hyères, not too far from Marseilles and the glamorous St. Tropez beaches (anyone else just hear a suntan lotion jingle?). “Here” is also affectionately Daniel’s “second home,” again exactly for “wonderful” days like this. Yes, I think windsurfers may have a few marbles blown loose. But still, after watching a stream of them excitedly drag their gear to the beach and fly across the waves like butterflies with a wing plucked off, I wished I could do it too.
Sadly for Daniel and the other wind-hungry campers we have also had a couple TERRIBLE weather days here too. The first evening I took a run on a cliff trail overlooking the Mediterranean Sea at gorgeous sundrop. Today we awoke to beautiful blue skies, hot sun, and still trees. Damn. Can’t wait for more “good weather” so that maybe I can find out what it’s like to trade two wings for one.
“Everything we hear is an opinion, not a fact. Everything we see is a perspective, not the truth.”
Marcus Aurelius quotes
Tags: Europe, France, windsurfing
bimpy_ak
Sounds like fun. I saw several kite surfers the other weekend on Turnagain Arm. Looked like fun except for the cold water and risk of drowning thing.