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When your memory is a blur, but your gutfeeling clearly tells you that you wouldn’t recognize dignity if you bumped into it on the street… That MUST be terrible. It just must be… No, I’m talking about planned waking up in a new place. There’s so much anticipation, before that first walk of exploration. It’s like in a computergame, when you score really well and move on to the next level. And that level is a whole different world. As in many computer-games, I believe even in this life we can score “extralives”, to fortify your life-expectancy and give you better opportunities. Collecting extra points would be through building good friendships, treating yourself and others with respect, having fun and being kind, and so on and so forth. Quite simple really. And when you reach “game over”, is it really just the end or is there a heaven and a hell? Perhaps it would be like when you were little and you were allowed one go on a game, and when you reached “game over” it was time for home-work or chores, or on a more heavenly day, a bike-ride to the lake or losing yourself in a good fairytale. As an agnostic I believe it is impossible to know for sure, but very possible to believe, and as an imaginative person I can’t help conjuring up all sorts of possible and impossible scenarios . “Tell you where I’d go. Zihuatanejo. It’s in Mexico, a little place on the Pacific Ocean. Do you know what the Mexicans say about the Pacific? They say it has no memory. That’s where I want to live the rest of my life. A warm place with no memory.” This is how Zihuatanejo was described by a man in the epic movie “Shawshank Redemption”. And although my heart is filled with beautiful memories, it sure sounds good. I’m rid of all those corrosive thoughts that burn holes in your brain, leaving it with cavities like a Swiss cheese. I plan to fill those cavities by creating new memories, and I’ve already started. My brain is soon enough going to be solid and delicious like a Spanish Manchego! A Beautiful Morning As the plane descended for landing I could actually see butterflies outside the window. How is that for a welcome! Also finding Joao´s smiling face waiting for me made it even better. I first met Joao when I did some voluntary work (rainforest expedition) in Costa Rica. He was one of the staff members, and we’ve kept in touch ever since, and now he has tempted me to come here where he now lives and owns a dive-shop. A little less welcoming was the fact that my luggage was lost… A few hours after my arrival, Joao’s girlfriend Sonja returned after several months of absence, she too was a staff member in Costa Rica when I was there. As they’ve been apart for quite some time, I spend most of the time here by myself, as I figure they need some time to catch up. But as most of you already know, I wouldn’t have it any other way anyway, as I do prefer to dwell alone most of the time. And it’s never fun to be the third wheel. Or is it the fifth wheel? What vehicle are we actually talking about here? Website = photosociety.net Page 38 email = magazine@photosociety.net
Mind you, it is great to have the two of them here, as they are good people and I’m sure we will share many fun moments together the coming month! My second day here I headed out early, wearing shorts borrowed from Sonja, and a cheap tank top acquired the previous day. My thick warm black flight clothes just weren’t right in the heat and humidity of this coastal town. Immediately I also felt the warmth of the locals as I was greeted with many happy “Buenos dias”-es as people headed to work or wherever they were going. I spent the next five hours just walking the streets and along a couple of the beaches of this cute little town. My buddy by the Beach Later that evening I had a welcome party for my suitcase. It consisted of me cleaning its core. Various bottles had broken, and all the best ones too... I spent much time washing sun-block from various possessions and tossing away perfume soaked (and dried) tampons. I believe they must have been a safety hazard. Using them could possibly cause drunken dancing to Johnny Cash’s “Ring of fire” with perspiration with a hint of Ralph Lauren Sport… Damn it, why did I chuck them?! Coming back with fish What is it about the sea that makes it so magical? Why does it make men sing a little louder, children laugh with extra joy, dogs run with a bit more bounce, and women look just slightly more beautiful? Could the answer to the above simply be “inner peace”? The sea is humbling, and gives tranquillity. Sort of like Morgan Freeman. In the evening, Sonja and Joao took me out to try some weird drink It was a beer mixed with another spirit (can’t remember which one), chilli, Worcestershiresauce and Tabasco. Needless to say, it was revolting. But hey, I’m happy to try (almost) anything once. The super-glue had also leaked, luckily only on my head-torch, in a big lump only partly dried and I got frightening (and funny) images of me with the torch super-glued to my forehead for the rest of my trip. The following day I headed out at six am as I wanted to catch the fishermen before sunrise. I forgot sunrise wasn’t until after seven so I ended up sitting under a tree by a light, under a star-riddled heaven, the warm pacific winds caressing my skin, ever so soft now thanks to the humidity. How could one not be happy?! Soon enough the action started, a beautiful morning revealed itself and I photographed and talked a little to the locals. I had one extra long chat with a young fisherman by the name of Miguel, who couldn’t for anything in this world seem to understand why I don’t have children. Website = photosociety.net Page 39 email = magazine@photosociety.net
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