Sunday, September 6, 2009

Praia da Ursa



I thought that Portugal could not dazzle me again, that much, with the beauty of another beach, but well....she dit it again :-) I found out accidently about it, then I forgot its name, and after a proper research I found it-it was like a hide & seek game.


I went there alone and what a luck-nobody that I thought about inviting to go with me would have wanted to climb down huge rocks and then climb them up again just to see a beach and to get nowhere.




My walk was silent - these are moments when I am so comfortable with myself that I wish I would never ever have to be distracted again by useless thoughts, people or events, and keep smiling in my heart.


To see the beach and step on its sand I made two attempts - one was wrong (I ended up in a puddle), the other was extremely dangerous-I saw stones slipping down under my shoes, decided that I want to continue to live and managed to climb up again. This is when I stopped, got my little notebook and stated to write-me looking at the blue sea, me on top of my world. Happy and serene.


The trip was beautiful and getting there I felt like all the dangers of the world have vanished and life was so perfect. I know it is, but still sometimes I like getting away from cosy and shinny me and wander around on the bitten path of black thoughts....and I do not do this alone-I take others with me too and for that, for them, I humbly apologize and send you all my love and these beautiful pictures.