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Smell of the Sea

I started falling asleep last night around 8, finally turned out my light around 9:30 and – of course – was wide awake at 2:30 a.m. and HUNGRY. I finally gave up on sleeping, got up and had a small bowl of pasta (why not? I’m a grown-up, I can do what I want!) and checked around with the blog-world before going back to bed. I had just gotten back to sleep when my VOIP rang – a wrong number. I think I got another couple hours of sleep before AdventureMan called; he had waited up as long as possible to call me; these time zone issues are a (hmmmm) crock.

Got up, chased the Qatteri Cat around and hid his babies (it keeps him interested and active during the day), threw in a load of wash, grabbed a cup of coffee, shut the kitchen door (Qatteri Cat is fast, and doesn’t understand about balconies), opened the balcony door – and oh! the smell of the sea! I thought for a minute I was back in Seattle! The morning air is cool and damp, and the smell of the sea is fresh and knocks my socks off. Sixty seconds of pure bliss before it gets too chilly for me and I come back in. Thanks be to God for these small, wonderful sensory experiences – the smell of the churning sea.

December 7, 2007 - Posted by | ExPat Life, Kuwait, Living Conditions, Marriage, Random Musings, Weather

7 Comments »

  1. Oh, I love this post. I eat all kinds of weird things when I’m jet lagged (actually, I eat all kinds of weird things anyway, but I find it more justifiable when I’m suffering decalage :D). And the sea – its been so beautiful here, too: massive white-caps thanks to the wind and rain, and big bands of shifting colors as I look from shore to horizon.

    Comment by adiamondinsunlight | December 7, 2007 | Reply

  2. My friends tell me Kuwait hasn’t had any real rain yet this year, just a few plops one night, but nothing to make the highways greasy and slick and incredibly dangerous – yet. White caps, here, too! Love love love it! Wish you were here, Little Diamond.

    Comment by intlxpatr | December 7, 2007 | Reply

  3. It was fresh at your place?
    It was yucky here this morning, we even had a dusty few hours, baeh… :S
    On the road to Souq Mubarakiya we had 5 drops of rain, but pure dust on the way back :S

    Comment by rainmountain | December 7, 2007 | Reply

  4. I miss sitting in the balcony in the morning and early evening with coffee staring at the sea 😀

    Comment by ananyah | December 7, 2007 | Reply

  5. Rainmountain – oh, it was SO fresh! But that was about four in the morning! Five drops?? All I saw later in the day was dust.

    Awwww, Ananyah, come on back . . .

    Comment by intlxpatr | December 8, 2007 | Reply

  6. I think of Homer when I read you on the pounding surf and the churning sea. I’m a landlubber from Ohio (now I live in the center of Spain) and you make me miss the sea though I’ve only seen it a few times on vacation trips.
    You are nice to read, xpatr.

    Comment by 100swallows | December 8, 2007 | Reply

  7. Thank you, 100 Swallows! I am guessing you must have taught art in a previous life? Comparing my writing to Homer . . . holy smokes. Must be that salt sea air going to your head!

    Comment by intlxpatr | December 8, 2007 | Reply


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