On my way to the airport, I get the feeling of something missing. Check for my passport, it's there. And my wallet too. Even my sun glasses. My beloved speedo bag/suitcase is packed with clothes, good walking shoes and the bikini just in case. Hmmm.... MY MONOFIN!!!
When my parents asked if I wanted to join then for a week in London on their expence, it wasn't a too hard question. The only thing that worried me was going somewhere without my monofin and without some plans that inclueded freediving. Afterall, I hadn't done this kind of "normal vacation" since may 2006...
These first two days have been okey. London is really packed with people, really really packed. The tube is hot, the weather is wet, the shops are expencive. But hey! It's a new place and new things to see. That makes up for alot of things. Still miss deep water though:)
7 years ago
Hehehe... I know what you mean... all my holidays and most trips this past year have in some way included freediving. It's my accessory of choice and top of the packing list.
ReplyDeleteOn the theme of feeling attached to a monofin: I recently left the annual meeting of an association I have waited some time to get into, because I came to the venue (a tiiiiny restaurant) after training, and there was nowhere to leave my monofin, where I knew it would be safe. So bye-bye. Let's not start talking about whether that was a healty thing to do, ok?
Have you named it yet...? ;-)
I did! After playing around with it in the pool and also discussing it's wonderful features for some hours, I realised it is kind of wobbly. Still haven't held the propper baptism ceremony in the depth of Blue Hole, but at least she got her name: Wobbles!
ReplyDeleteThiss is a great blog
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