Haven't had any adventures lately- no spare time. Or that's what I thought until the other day.
I don't get much of a lunch break with my job. Just a short half hour which, if you cellotape to the legally required ten minute break, you almost have enough time to get some food and horizontalise your tired legs. Poor me right?
I often waste some of this time moving my illegally parked car so I don't get a fine. I know I'm not supposed to park there; the space is for the shopper , but where are the spaces for the people who work in the stores the people go to shop at? Grrrr.
Anyhoo, normally I go move my car and then have a bite of food, but this particular winters day was so warm and beautiful that as I left the parking space, I just kept driving. I drove all the way to the end of the suburb to a point that overlooks the ocean. I know it seems like a waste of petrol; from my work you can walk to the ocean in a few minutes, but this spot was quiet and when you work in retail, a bit of peace is heaven.
I parked the car, grabbed my crumpled lunch bag and headed to some steps that lead down from a plaque marking the point. I plonked in the lee of a wall with the sun on my back and watched a yacht slip past the heads on its way out to the open sea. There was no sound but the waves lapping on rocks below and the occasional cry of gulls.Bliss!
The view too was spectacular, looking across the water to the other headland of sandstone, bush and empty stretches of beach. A visual salve for any ailment.Ahhh!
I may have had only 14 minutes there, but they were golden ones.
So nice to veer off your daily course and beat out a different path.
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