Five Photos, Five Stories: Day Five

Limassol, Cyprus

 

So today is my last day of this photo challenge… boo! I decided to end it with something that means a great deal to me… the ocean.

The ocean soothes me. It comforts me. Sometimes I convince myself that it’s because I was born in July, that of the water signs. When I am by the sea it’s like all else ceases to exist. I concentrate only on the present. The sound of the waves slowly crashing against the sand, the smell of the sea salt in the air and the breeze lightly caressing my cheek. It’s where I go to think, reminisce, and enjoy some alone time. I can tell you, it does wonders. It really gets you in a great Zen place. Cyprus (where this picture was taken) is a beautiful place. Tourists come from afar to enjoy our beaches. Now that I live in London I do miss being away from the ocean. It used to take me only 15 minutes to get to the beach in Limassol (Cyprus). However, now I feel like I didn’t cherish those moments more. And I wish I had. But I guess I do have these photos and that’s something I suppose. Still it’s not any where near the real thing.

 

The last person I nominate for this challenge will be OnlyBadChi. It’s completely up to you if you want to participate. But if you do then check out the rules here. ❤

Five Photos, Five Stories: Day Three

 The Little Old Man By The Sea

The Little Old Man

I was going to do a fictional story for this photo but I opted not to in the end.

This was taken in Limassol, Cyprus about a year ago. I was there visiting my parents who I hadn’t seen in a year. In case you didn’t know, Cyprus is a tiny island in the Mediterranean quite close to Turkey. This was the place where I spent all of my high school years in. It was a drastic change for me, seeing as how I moved from New York. I was not pleased with my parents for that one. But I have now grown to hold Cyprus near to my heart. It was a place where I experienced the most important lessons in my life. And even though I experienced some sadness, it was (I suppose) all apart of molding me into the person that I was meant to be. This time round I wanted to become a tourist in my own country. I know that sounds funny but after living somewhere you tend to get used to it. Therefore you never really take in the sights. The little old man by the sea was at the end of the Limassol pier which just so happened to have a small cafe at the side of it. That day I took my mom for a drive and we decided to chill in the beautiful warm weather. As I was sipping on my Peach iced tea I saw a tiny figure at the end of the pier fishing. I decided to go down to take some photos and I noticed out of nowhere that this tiny man pulled something out of the water. It was this Octopus that you see in the photo above. Killing an octopus is no mean feat. In fact you have to have some stomach to beat it senseless. It’s actually quite barbaric. The tiny old man, slammed this poor octopus repeatedly on the wooden boards of the pier. I actually felt sorry for this creature. But apparently that is how it’s done. As he was slamming away, I took some photos. And at the end of me witnessing the whole murder, I asked the little old man if he could hold it up so I could take one last picture. I spoke to him a little bit, in Greek of course, I said thank you and returned back to the cafe.

 

The person who I am nominating for today is Sashaholden1. It is completely up to you if you want to take this challenge. If you choose to go along on this journey then take a look at the rules here. ❤