Wednesday, July 25
away from the crowded beach
Carlo phoned just as I was wondering what to make for lunch.
"I'm with Robbie, do you want to eat at home, at the beach or we could make a picnic an d get one of the boats to drop us off at an empty beach?"
"Lets go find an empty beach!"It was an easy answer. "Is Robbie bringing his new girlfriend?
" I should think so. Ok, meet us in half an hour on the road."
I threw a couple of sarongs into the ever ready beach bag and slipped on a bikini under my denim mini skirt and pea green strappy top, but alingering glance in the mirror revealed an odd yellow stain down the front of my top. I took it off, threw it in the washing pile and put on an Abercrombie and Fitch top that my brother had bought me, probably as an excuse to eye up the male models in the New York store. It seemed to have shrunk a bit but I decided it didn't matter, grabbed my sunglasses and my daughter and walked out the door.
About halfway down the steps to the road I felt uneasy in my clothes so left Skye sitting on a step while I dashed back up and changed again, into a pale grey dress. Finally we made it down where the others were waiting. Robbie introduced ,me to his girlfriend, "Nicki, Ricky, Ricky, Nicki, Skye, Ricki...mamma mia!" Together we walked down towards the pier, stopping off at the deli on the church steps to buy sandwiches and fresh fruit.
We waited on the pier until a boat arrived to take us to the beach of our choice. It was windy, the sea had been flattened by the gusts but the boat still jumped and bounced, spraying us with salty water and my hair whipped around my face until I twisted it together and held it still.
The beach we hoped to go to had already been claimed. Two couples lay there and we couldn't ruin their privacy by baarging in. The next beach was long, rocky and empty, the boat pulled up to the shore and we jumped off, calf deep, splashing into crystal clear waters.
We spread towels and sat down to eat. There was no noise apart from the waves lapping the shore and the far off hum of boats passing by. It almost felt as if we were on holiday, somewhere else, possibly Greece or even a Caribbean island if you concentrated on the turquoise seas and not the knobbly rocks.
We stayed all afternoon, swimming, lazing in the sun, climbing the rocks and chatting. At about 5pm the sun disappeared behind the cliffs and we phoned for a boat to come and pick us up. Back on the pier, salty, wind burned and with crunchy hair I said goodbye to the others and walked quickly home to take a shower before I went to work.
at 11:03 AM