Sleeping in. Waking up with love wrapped around me. No schedules or commitments to keep. No need to jump out of bed and into action. Not wanting to move and break the moment. Eventually, coffee calls and I slowly roll out of bed to be greeted a by a hot cup of sweet, espresso.
Read the news, email family and friends, skype calls and online chats. Connect with the world, near and far. Think about life, what is important to me, where I want to go, what I want to do. Dream.
Breakfast in or out? Sneak a peak beyond the curtains to see what weather the day brings. Blue skies, sparse clouds, blazing sun. Breakfast in. Shelter from the sun. Lady red papaya, banana, pineapple and mango, tropical fruits of choice. Breakfast perfection.
Grab the beach towels, pack the camera, jump on the motorbike and take a ride around my island home. See the sea, anchored yachts bobbing in the gentle swell, golden sands, multi-coloured beach umbrellas framed by forest green. Every view a postcard photo. Joy and gratitude to be in paradise.
Sweat trickling down my back from mid-afternoon sun. It’s time to swim. Head to Naiharn Beach. Wade into in the warm acquamarine water of the Andama Sea. Stretch out on a beach lounge under the shade of an umbrella. Watch the parade of culturally ignorant top-less farang women whilst speedo-clad men perform multiple crimes against beach fashion. Listen to the happy, multi-national cries of children splashing in the water’s flow. Hold hands with my beloved. Bask in happiness.
The sun begins a more rapid descent towards the horizon. Beer o’clock chimes. After Beach Bar, Heineken, and an uninterrupted view over the Andaman Sea. Nature’s sky show delights. Crimson, pink and orange intermingle and splash the sky fading into the midnight blue.
Dinner at a favourite restaurant with friends. Shared stories and laughter. Then home once again in the cool of the evening. Stretch out on the couch, love by my side and nature on my mind. Drift into a contented slumber, ready for another day in my endless summer.