Blabbin

Blabbin’

It’s been a rather uneventful week here in mark-land. The week sees me work an 8.30 – 5.30 daily shift at EF language school where I teach English to foreigners. Fun as it may be, working till 5.30 and at times 7 takes it out of you easily.

Despite that, good news was flying in from everywhere this week which kept my spirits on an all time high as not only did me Eddy and Pravin book our tickets to Morocco, but Ruthie passed her flying exams, and did extremely well!

Tuesday saw me embark on a wicked journey as I tuned into the Arctic Monkeys for the very first time. Needless to say, they are a decent group, and songs like Mardy Bum, 505 and When the Sun Goes Down rank high on my playlist. Some wicked tunes for the summer, as the temperatures soar to above 40 this weekend here in Mala.

Ruthie’s results were excellent and certainly prove that hard work makes anything possible. Her being away was never going to be easy, but grades like those show there is light at the end of a very, very long tunnel. More exams coming up in 3 months, best of luck to my baby.

One of my longest standing dreams has always been to travel to Africa. Africa has always fascinated me in any way, and has been my holy grail since I was young. A month ago, eddy and pravin offered me the chance to join them in a trip down to Morocco, and there was no way I could say no to that. Morocco seems to have a bit f everything: the Atlantic, the Atlas Mountains, the African Desert, plenty of markets and the list goes on and on. This really is going to be the summer of my dreams, sky diving, a holiday with Ruth and morocco are things that could be on anyone’s bucket list.

The trip will start on Saturday the 17^th September when me and the boys will jet off to Madrid, where a rental car will be waiting for us to take us down to Gibraltar, south of Spain. From there we will hop onto a ferry and finally arrive at our first destination: Tangier, north Morocco. It’s anyone’s guess what step is next, and I certainly look forward to planning the holiday of a lifetime. Bring on Morocco.

Prior to the trip, Ruthie will make her way down to Malta for my birthday weekend. Sadly she won’t be here on my actual birthday, and it’s the first time we will be apart for the last 5 or so years. Her coming has always given me something to look forward to, and lots of things are in the pipelines for her summer holiday down here.

Perhaps the most curious night of the week had to be our trip to the cinema on Wednesday as a whole group of us decided to scar our brains and watch Sacha Baron Cohen’s latest Bruno. I still have disturbing mental images flashing through my mind from time to time…

All that would be classified as uneventful, but being the weekend, the real stuff will soon kick off. A decent Friday night saw us head down to the beach for an early morning dip, and today I will do another thing I’ve always wanted to do: canoeing. Strangely enough, I’ve never sat ina canoe and I look forward to an action packed afternoon, followed by eddy’s party Puro, which kicks off at 7 o’clock tonight.

An exciting weekend awaits, but my sights are currently set on the end of august when ruthie finally flies down, and on the end of September, when a dream of mine will finally come true.

Freedom of Flight

My first official blog:

After the all important introduction its time to post my first official piece of work. As mentioned earlier, my dream was realised when Ruth and I went skydiving with the Red Devils crew in Bournemouth. This blog is dedicated to my Ruthie... thanks for a wicked afternoon, and for simply being my best friend and girl!:)

Freedom of flight

the plane ride feels surreal, like a dream. All my thoughts drowned out by the noises and rattles of the twin engine aircraft. I look outside and all I see is white space. I look ahead and I see my dream, my baby, my angel. Doors burst open. You hobble along to the door space and sit there for what seems like forever. Suddenly I blink and your gone, sucked out into the 160mph wind...

My turn next. Here we go, wow im flying. I struggle to breathe as tears fil my goggles restricting my view. And what a view. Heaven? 20 seconds of free fall feel like forever surounded by a magnificent and comforting baby blue, above a white blanket of alpine white. 120mph feel like a dream.

White cloud engulfs me. I am alone and insignificant plumitting down to the massive mass that is our world. Suddenly something tugs me back, rapidly and 120mph reduces to far less. The feeling of amazement set in. Im no longer in a rush or in a wind tunnel. Im sitting down now, lookig down on a world. The air is my sofa as I have time to soak it all in faster than a sponge does water. I am flying, relaxing and feeling good. The moment feels like a dream, one which never seems to have an ending. I can breathe, think and talk. No restraints, no complaints... Just freedom, complete freedom. The earth looks peacefull, no people, just glorious green and brillianly blue skies. I am free, in every sense of the word.

I look out for you as I fly and spot another bed spread. Is that your parachute?

The air sofa comforts me like a cot but then, just like that its almost over. The tiny objects from abover grow rapidy, humans are visible, trees are no longer blankets of green and buildings show me that civilisation does exist. The harsh ground accelerates towards us as I life my feet ready to land. I am helpless and powerless. Just like a dream, its out of my hands and there is nothing I can do but yell wicked as my feet touch the soft turf once more.

The last I saw you your whole body hung off a plane and I know you were smiling. Like an angel you flew till you landed safely on the drop zone. Suddenly you greet me with a kiss and a smile which lets me know im safe. As you do so you awaken me from my deep sleep, but really I've gone from one dream to another. Your smile lets me know in safe, safe because you are safe.

The moment is over, and our memory is etched with it forever. We went through blue, white and glorious green. What a joy ride, what a thrill, what perfection. Dropping to earth like angels from heaven, and I can't wait to do it all again!