I know this isn’t something particularly unique or unusual, BUT…
I have a real desire to live by the sea.
As I wrote that sentence, thoughts of my favourite childhood song ‘Puff, The Magic Dragon’ flew into my head – funny eh? He lived by the sea too 😉
Anyway. My as yet unfulfilled connection with the ocean is all about that kind of sound, colour, smell, experience of living somewhere kind of beautiful, kind of remote and totally peaceful – even though its often temperamental, stormy, even angry (depending of course, which sea / beach you are talking about). To me it represents raw emotion, all different kinds, and it’s beautiful. I love to watch it, I’d love to paint it.
Oh, I kind of like fishing too.
Truth is, I’m not sure I’m ready for this particular dream yet.
I love Spain, and unless I can find a remote yet connected part of the coastline, which isn’t massively built up and full to brimming of British Things’, (I love British Things when I’m in Britain. I’m in Spain for ‘Spanish Things’), so far, it will have to be Scotland, another love of mine. West Coast in particular.
And the reason I’m not quite ready for that is because it’s cold, because I think Robert will thrive more here, and I’m very settled where I am right now. Soon though, we’ll be on the move, and whether it will be beside the sea, who knows?
For now, I’m just making the most of the motorhome, visiting different beaches, until I find ‘my one’.