This may be difficult for some of you to read, but I’m not looking for sympathy. The truth is that my career path sometimes requires me to start the day with a rum tasting in the south of Spain and then spend the remainder of the morning on a sailboat in the Mediterranean before having a banquet of fresh seafood on the beach. It’s an uncomfortable truth. I could have been an accountant, but this job needed to be done and I felt I could handle it. I’m not complaining.
The blue Mediterranean off the coast near Motril, Spain.
Sailing past Salobreña, with its 10th-century Moorish castle rising up behind a beautiful beach where we were soon to have lunch overlooking the sea.
After lunch, it was a trek up the winding streets and steps of Salobreña’s old town to reverse our view and see the Mediterranean from the Moorish castle.
Looking further west down the coast toward Almuñecar, our stop for the night and the subject of my next post.
You think you had a good day. Ha! I suckered the tomato plants, thought about paying the neighbor boys the $40 I owe them for mowing the lawn while I was out of town and then swam a half-mile before grilling a steak. You’re not alone in the land of the Happy Dance. (Somehow, the morning rum tasting sounds pretty good, however.)
Your day sounds tough to beat, Tom. Especially the part where someone else mowed your lawn. That’s the sort of thing I dream about!
I don’t know…I’d say Michael Snell’s day sounds much better. Morning rum, a sailboat ride, seafood by the beach, and these views? Wow.