THE sun is rising again. And, can finally be seen as such; warming our lands and our cheeks too.
It seemed an endless winter, if it is actually over. In fact, it was the first continuous rains in more than 10 years. So, much needed.
For my personal outlook each day is a page turned whether I like it or not. New plans must be made and quite frankly, the more complicated the better.
Our village seems to be coming alive too. Green everywhere, new flowers and new people bouncing about.
Off stage, but seriously preparing are all the theatre folk and musical groups that have taken up residency lately. We are blessed to have so many near and spread amongst us.
Generally there is something playing close to visit each night. Show time. This does make us a unique community (as long as it lasts) as from newspaper reading old popular drinking haunts like Benidorm have gone to the muggers and super serious drinking crowds (which diminishes your personal safety while supposedly having a fun night out).
New restaurants seem to be sprouting up and old ones being revamped and getting prepared for the coming Easter holidays. To complicate the issue work is now started and in full hum along the beach front for the promenade’s extension (like it or not). It’s all a bit much for me.
The frenzied activities, the trucks, large machinery and traffic wardens guiding you in various directions. I just wanted the sun, seagulls and blue sky. But, it is not to be.
In the olden days, you had to earn enough during the three-day Easter break to support you until August when the folk from Madrid arrived. That coupled with the fact that it always rained for Easter – it all was a risky business, really making a profit.
In reality Spain should have a cake walk of a tourist season. With most of northern Africa shut down for possible terrorism where else do they have to go for the sun? A float down the Nile or glimpse of the pyramids is also verboten. So, it’s southern Europe or nowhere near. Greece should sprout a firm tourist base of paying intruders finally. By the fall everyone should be smiling. If, all goes to plan. But, as the saying goes: “life is what happens while you are busy making plans.”