The seas are back to normal, the sun is bright and there is not a single cloud on the sky. Had I just arrived today, I could not even imagine that the peaceful sea in front of my eyes was capable of having such a fit just 24 hours ago. I'm not sure if it was hormonal but whatever it was, it was not a happy camper.
It rained a lot Friday night and from inside we could feel the wind puffing against the house. By mid-day Saturday the rain had subsided but the winds were now gusting up to 50 mph! I walked down to the beach and had to cover my face from the blowing sand. Any exposed skin felt as if being poked by hundreds of needles and my pockets were filling with sand as I walked. It was like swimming in a pool of sand. Then just beyond the dry sand, the beach looked like a race track with the froth from the waves racing as if being pulled by some invisible force. But enough talking about it, see if for yourself. Below is a compilation of some of what I experienced (minus the needles and the background music). Hope you enjoy it.
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¡¡Increíble!! ¡¡Maravilloso!!
Al principio parecían ovejitas huyendo de algún animal feroz..
Luego bolas de nieve corriendo para no desvanecerse.
Si más personas sacaran tiempo para admirar esos "juegos" de la naturaleza, sin tener que esperar los años dorados de los AARP, en vez de estar elucubrando acerca de
cómo almacenar más dinero o posesiones materiales... tuviéramos un mundo mejor.
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