Bombom island paradise in the South Atlantic
24.12.2016 - 24.12.2016 29 °C
Five days ago I was squelching through black puddles after dark rain on the London streets, wrapped up in winter layers, racing though life's to do list: school work, marking, Christmas presents, packing, cleaning, correspondence, washing...
It's now Christmas Eve and after 4 flights of varying degrees of success and comfort (delays, discomfort, lost baggage, intriguing conversations) I find myself soaked in coco butter, with a resting heart rate slower than any day I can remember in recent months, looking out onto the infinite ocean on the remote but special island of Principe.
I remember you.
The mixed but pleasant and nostalgic aroma of heat, jungle and humidity all in one.
The air is clean, the smiles are big, the sea is a greeny-sea grey and a constant refreshment to my very recent indoors lifestyle.
Days are timeless.
My brother's little African friend of 12 knocked on the door this morning beaming with measured and shy excitement at 'feliz natal'. Yes I remember you Africa; anything is possible - a respectful friendship between a grown, worldly man and an African bush boy. This is what Christmas is about.
Welcome to Bombom.