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As I walked down from St.Michael’s Cabin to Jews gate in the lovely warm sunshine it wasn’t long before I found myself back in the middle of a crowd of people, some of them having a break between laps of the Med Steps, others there to support the participants. Finally back where I started (a few hours before) I was duly ‘awarded’ my CR (Cancer Relief) stamp on my wristband in recognition of my lowly lap. Of course many people were out to achieve the full banana award of five stamps (which I thought would be an amazing achievement) but for me I was really pleased to have my one stamp and to have been a small part of an amazing event. With my Med Steps Challenge over I began my final walk back (sshhh…feeling just a little bit proud of myself).
(My lowly single CR stamp is a treasure to me)

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The walk down the Rock was as lovely as the climb up and just a little bit easier on this old mans knees. As I made my way down the road (periodically pausing to soak up the tranquility) I wondered if local people ever just got to the point (perish the thought) of taking their environment for granted because they saw it every day; whether they had any sort of urge to spend time away in another country? 

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(The road to Alameda)

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Almost as soon as that thought entered my head I threw it out; of course they go abroad to study or to work for periods of time, because needs-must, but then – they come home. The idea that they would permanently emigrate seemed just a step to far to me (even obscene); for the life of me I couldn’t imagine anyone in Gibraltar wanting to swop their life for mine in wet Wales regardless of any incentive. 


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Ponderings and musings over I carried on down eventually leaving the Upper Rock Nature Reserve and on a direct course for one of my all time favourite paradises (if there is such a plural), Alameda Gardens. Looking back up the road and seeing others on their way to the Steps you could say I was (just a little bit) envious and sorely tempted to go back and do another lap. But even if I’d had the energy (which I doubt) I knew myself well – I’d just be up there for hours sat down somewhere still pondering and I didn’t really have the time to do any more of that. (Because I had such a lot of sit-downs and pondering a to do in Alameda 🙂 ).


(With Alameda behind)

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