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If the Day is Sparkling and the Sky is Blue. Have No Doubt. Stay HomeBY: Alessandro Saetta Vinci | Category: Entertainment | Submitted: 2010-07-13 11:33:00
I read a book entitled But life is something else some time ago. It is not an uncanny and awkward mistake in syntax. That "but" at the beginning of the title of the book is intentional. Anyway, the main character in the book says that happiness is nothing but a moment. Tranquillity, feeling good, that may last months, or even years, but sheer happiness lasts no longer than a few seconds. Something happens, you feel happy, then it fades. A pleasant sensation remains for a couple of days, if you're lucky. Then you feel good for a couple of weeks, and then your "happiness tank" needs to be refuelled. Forget what everyone says, especially in Hollywood. Where you are counts. Yes, of course who you are with counts even more, but I've never met anyone whose best moment ever was in a supermarket with their companion. The best four moments in my lifetime involved the London rain, Tuscany, Venice and the Californian desert. Mostly with people I barely knew and mostly at sunset. Funnily enough, these moments hardly ever had anything to do with sunny days and seaside. Swimming pools, if anything. I've been blessed, thus far, with a lifestyle that allows me to go to places while regular people are in the office, so I rarely go anywhere on Sunday. Unless it rains, in that case I go to the beach. Anyway, last Sunday I decided to go to a local swimming pool, and when I say I decided what I mean of course is I wanted to do something else but I was dragged along. I hate public swimming pools. I genuinely do. For a vast amount of reasons. Where to begin? You have to pay, for starters. And after you've paid you can't play football, or volleyball, or water polo, or any sport involving a ball, or beach tennis, or swim without a bathing cap, or dive, or swim under water for a long time if you feel like it. Or get into the water without having showered first. And after. Why? Why would I pay someone to deprive me of my liberty and fun? If I want to play water polo it's not because I'm a terrorist and can't wait to hit that gentleman's private area while he's sleeping on his deck chair. I just want to play. And to those swimming pool goers who might argue that my shouts and my water games or effusions with my girlfriend, if she's there, are offensive and bothering, well I can say that I find their hairy back offensive. Or their stupid white sun cream repulsive. Or that I find their hideous tribal tattoo extremely bothering and offensive. It's tiring too. You get up very early, arrive at the pool, drive around for ages until you find a parking spot, queue, pay the money, get your ticket and before you've found your place on the grass near the pool you're already dead tired and want to head home for a cold shower and a nice long sleep. What are the options, then? Go to the South of France, or Lake Como, I promise you it will be better. I've been to the South of France three times over the last 9 months. And each time I left home in the morning, drove 250 miles to get there, swam, ate lunch, swam again, went shopping, then drove back again. It's more relaxing. There are no queues, you can take your time. The water in Monte-Carlo or Cannes is far better than that of a swimming pool, the people are nicer and it's free. I know that some might say that getting to one of these places (or similar places closer to where you live) it's expensive. Have you got a public swimming pool behind the corner? Yes? Ok. Then it's more expensive and you're right. But if you haven't got a swimming pool nearby, and I bet most of you haven't got a swimming pool nearby, it's not more expensive, it's just differently expensive. And anyway I don't think we should always live our life based on the money we should save. Sometimes it's just ok to let go. You wouldn't go to a cheap doctor, you would go to a good doctor. Would you eat rotten food just because it's cheap? No. Then why would you have a rubbish holiday, or simply a rubbish Sunday out, just because is cheap? And always remember, when you're in a casket, your pockets are empty. So if the day is bright, the sun is shining and you feel in the mood for a little holiday. Have no doubt. Stay home. Or go to Lake Como. Article Source: http://www.writearticles.org/ About Author / Additional Info: Comments on this article: (0 comments so far)
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