Let's all head to the beach

        I know annoying of me....right? For everyone who is not in the happy situation of being able to spend time relaxing at the beach. Well...sorry, but I tell myself I'm working. I'm swarching the Internet, I'm blogging and I'm working on my short stories or books. Ok sometimes I'm just reading or, what to call it? Meditating. Really it's just people watching and dozing in the sun. Backed up by the occasional coffe, water or snack. Delivered to me by the very helpful beach waiters. I know, it's tough...but someone's got to do it. Guess I'm just lucky.

       I think Brasil has the ideal system set up for the beach. Cafes of all sorts, and fully blown restaurants have set up next to the beaches, table, chairs, loungers and umbrellas spilling onto the beach. Reaching almost to the water, complete with a system of waiters ready to being you whatever you may need. The additional benifit is that each place provides nice clean toilet facilities. In any stretch of pristine beach and water, you will find a good half a dozen establishments. After a while you find your favourites. I think it's always nice to go somewhere where you're known. It's nice to see a friendly face, make a relationship or two. An easy thing to do here, as the people are so easy going and friendly. It's easy to blur the lines if you want to. 

         You can choose cheap and cheerful, or gourmond level eating and service. Whatever it is you can afford, or prefer, is available. As is choosing a part of the beach that is still empty. Where you do the traditional old English method of spreading a blanket, taking a picnic, an umbrella or what ever it is you want. Or is it, are prepared to carry. I know which I prefer, little comfort queen that I am. I just love swanning down to the beach, nothing to worry about but finding the ideal space. Telling myself the excersise is good. Which it is of course. Here, the beach if often at the bottom of a big hill, so it can be quite a treck. At least you feel virtuous once you have made the effort. Especially of coming back up after your sourjourn to the beach.

         This is about a third of the trip back up the hill from the beach. Steady, but killing. No really, I can do it now. The first few times, it's a wonder I wasn't found collapsed by the fence. Of course once home again, it's the shower. We all know sand gets just everywhere...but who cares. I've had a wonderful time on the beach, with iPad of courses all of these eating places have good Internet connections, piped music...ahh you can tell I like it a lot. 

          Well my friends, I will just give you a quick pic of the beach again. I like to ensure you know exactly what you're missing. All I can say is get on a plane and head for Brasil. There is plenty of room still....property is relatively cheap, the carnival comes up after Christmas. In the meantime....think of me enjoying the sun, sand and relaxation.