Day 3: 12 September 2012
Today I had decided that it was another seaside day but I wanted to revisit St Andrews – last time I was there was with a friend who was impatient with me for wanting to photograph everything. NB: I couldn’t get all the way there with my megarider ticket – so I did cheat and buy an additional bus ticket.
By today weather guru was struggling with his phone (the source of his weather wisdom it turned out) … the computer had said “no” and so it was being rebooted! We shared thoughts on mobile telephony [compared poshness (my tablet phone) against a brick (his definition of his mobile – maybe living in a stone built house has skewed my familiarity with the standard size of bricks – I remember them being much bigger than a mobile phone?!)]
… anyway back on topic – and the accuracy of different weather forecasting options.
By 09:20 I was sitting in the best (most friendly) Costa I have ever visited enjoying a light breakfast. The only odd thing being that the toilets were accessed through a code locked door – the code to be found on he receipt which I had to fish out of the bottom of my bag – good job it wasn’t an emergency!
Shortly afterwards I was wandering along happily taking photographs of picturesque little cottages when my phone rang. It was a challenging conversation, which upset both of us, I believe, but it so intruded into my intention to have some stress free days out that I confess I hung up. That resulted in some snarky text messaging and then silence.
Now when this sort of thing happens I like to challenge myself to do something I would otherwise avoid. I told you previously that heights with gaps so I can see the height don’t really agree with me? so I went and stood at the top of the cliffs on the path and took pictures of the water below – did I say that moving water underneath a height makes me turn a very unhealthy green colour? I didn’t – well take it from me that is what happens and you do not need to see the evidence!
I walked along the entire path – taking photographs; quivering like a blancmange and getting very close to panic attack territory.
By the time I reached the harbour I was shaking like a leaf … I had to take care to walk well away from the quay edges and then when I crossed the small bridge that crosses the harbour I got a new bout of shakes when it wobbled! But it was worth it – the East Sands are much less busy that the famous West Sands (much smaller too) and were glorious under the bright sunshine. I walked to the far end exchanging greetings with dog walkers and then meandered into the rocky area to see if the rock pools were up to much.
I suddenly realised that the tide was still coming in so I should return to the beach – before that though I did send a picture message to the person who had phoned – I wanted to add the message “wish you were here” but it went unspoken! Sometimes the hurt goes too deep for me to do the right thing even when I know I should!
My return walk found this delight – which seemed quite appropriate given how wobbly I felt after I challenged myself to take pictures down the cliff. It also reminded me of conversation with weather guru about squashed things on the road – but trust me that is a whole other blog!
By now I was starting to feel more relaxed and enjoying the sunshine, the sound of the waves and the fresh air … then … we got visitors on the beach.
A formation of nine fighters flying in to Leuchars – at first I took them for the famous red arrows practising for their show on Saturday, but later research revealed it to be the local Typhoon pilots preparing a unique diamond 9 formation to mark Queen Elizabeth’s Diamond Jubilee at the end of the Leuchars Airshow. Although my camera was not really up to these aerial display photographs I enjoyed taking pictures with each pass – challenging the bright sunshine to get the best images I could.
My day was not perfect – it had been spoiled by someone who claims to be a friend – but I did try to repair that hurt and build bridges … not sure why or of it was worth the effort but as I said at the start this journey is about seeking serenity to deal with the things I cannot change – I cannot change this person; I can only change how I deal with them. It makes me sad to write that but friendship needs to go two ways to work and just now there is no return on the give.
Weather guru had tried to persuade me that the weather would be bad – it was stunningly beautiful until mid afternoon when it became a little overcast: weather guru 1 british weather 2
- Got upset by something I cannot change;
- Enjoyed an impromptu air display and challenging my camera;
- Wanted to paddle but felt too self conscious; and
- Challenged my fear of heights … which gained me serenity points when I stopped shaking!