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I flew!! I flew in a microlight plane! For those who don't know, a microlight plane is like a hanglider with an engine. It was incredible! There's nothing like it!I felt like I was actually flying, not just sat in something that was flying. It's nothing like being in a big, bulky plane, you can feel the wind flapping your clothes and the spray of the sea making your flip-flopped feet salty. You can look all around you. Up, to watch the wing soaring in a blue blue sky or down at the beach, ocean or the town of Tela - I saw kids playing in a dusty yard, stopping to look up at this mechanical bird flying over their heads. I saw our dirt track that leads from the house to the beach. I saw the great, grey "pista" - the old Tela airfield, a great, dull, blotch amongst green wastelands. I saw the mountains from a different angle, looking even more magnificent when the people and buildings are reduced to ants and shiny higgldey-piggledy rectangles. It was simply heavenly. More relaxing and liberating than anything I've ever done! I felt all the worry, stress and exhaustion of the past weeks at school and of the difficulties of living here fade away. I was totally refreshed. Like I suddenly remembered how amazing life could be. And then we flew low over the ocean and for a second I thought I was one of those birds skimming the water that I've so often witnessed. It was magical.
It's funny how one experience like that can open your eyes to what's already there. I was feeling pretty sorry for myself last week. I couldn't seem to shake that feeling of general downess, and my usual look-on-the-bright-side method was faltering. Apparently, all I had to do was look at things from a different angle - from the air! Nothing had changed, every problem and worry was still here. But I had a new, refeshed energy to go about dealing with them. And "bright sides" to things were everywhere I looked! I either need to buy a microlight, or start invernting incredible experiences to knock me back onto a happy track if I start drifting. Not that I'm often on a sad track, I'm actually surprised at how upbeat I usually am here. I think last week I was just really tired and it gave way to a whole load of emotions leading me down the sad track. All this talk of tracks is making me picture myself as some female, over-emotional Thomas the Tank Engine. But seroiusly, it's funny how one 10-minute experience can change your perspective on things.
Love as always, Anna x
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Abi sounds incredible, that was really uplifting to read, cheesy as it may sound. Your writing is so good! Just reading about it is relaxing! Loads of love, thinking of you xx
Béla Alex' grandpa. Anna, I just read your blog and got frightened. When I was in the army I did Para shoot jumping and flew gliders but would have never attempted to fly in a motorised kite. What you young ladies get up to is most worrying. If you want a different view why not climb up a tree and look down. Safer than flying in a kite. If you feel a bit down, why not have a nice cup of hot chocolate. It always help me.
Pippa What a wonderfully evocative blog Anna. I really love the way you can show us what you have experienced! Even down to the salt on your flip-flopped feet!