I have not written anything here for a while now as I was busy with exams and just generally busy so today will probably a very long post.
I went away on Friday with 2 of my mates for a weekend getaway and at the end of the weekend I realized something is wrong with me, and that this weekend also ranked among one of the best holidays I have had in my life so far.
We arrived at our destination at about 5:30pm tired, but still ready to start having fun. Our first stop was at the local liqueur store to get some alcohol, wood and some meat for our barbeque and back we went to our room, started the fire and also started drinking.
NOT very interesting, but on Saturday things changed drastically!
Saturday morning we went to people my one friend knows(5sisters and their parents), and its probably some of the nicest, friendliest and lovingly people I have ever met.
(the girls are all basically the same age as me(25))
I met the people and the girls and their father invited us for a barbecue for the evening, then the sisters took us to a crocodile farm near the town where we stayed for almost 2 hours if I am not mistaken. (note to self: lookup crocodile evolution)
We decided not to wait another hour for the crocodiles feeding time so we went to play some paint ball at a local course. I have never played paint ball before and this was in the bush and I loved it! And I also crawled around the bush and quietly moving until I found somebody, I thought I looked pretty cool ;)
After the paint ball we went our separate ways to all go and clean up for the night ahead...
At about 7pm we went back to their place for a barbecue and lots of talking... for me it was strange to see how affection everyone in this family is: the way the parents treat their kids, telling each other how they love each other and all the hugging and kissing going on.
This was all strange to me in my family we hardly say "love you" to each other and hugging or kissing is non-existent! Some days my mom would sms me saying "night and love you", but kiss & hug me twice a year on Christmas and my birthday and that's how its always been. From what I know my grandparents treated my mom, uncles and aunts the same way. Also there is nothing wrong with my mom she is the kindest person I know and I know she loves us, but just can't show it with physical affection or say "I love you" like normal people.
And this weekend it felt very nice to be in and around such an atmosphere and something I would also like to have. They even gave me a hug when I left even though I was a bit uncomfortable with it, but non the less I liked it and something I could get used to. But I also realised that I really struggle to show this kind of affection towards others.
Anyway back to Saturday night... after eating and talking some more we went out for some drinks(me,friends and 4 of the sisters), after a few hours we went to a club (pretty normal young people stuff) and we got home at about 2am.
Sunday morning:
We went to say goodbye to the family we visited and they invited us to have Sunday lunch with them and again we had the great atmosphere and great people.
We finally decided to go home at about 3pm and after a long 3 hour trip back home, I finally got back home.
I guess what made this weekend great was the great people that we met. And yes I know how corny that sounds, but to me it was new and something I really liked and hope to someday have my own family similar to the people we met.
Anyways still a lot more that happened, but I am tired and still want to read an Elvis Cole novel.
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