Its that time of year again
October 2nd 2008 04:42
People are coming out of hibernation. They're losing their layer of fat gained over winter which was used to keep themselves warm through the burning of calories just from being in the cold weather. They're getting slimmer, and when they see that in the mirror they decide they need to go somewhere to show it off.
Maybe do some moonlighting as a stripper, or gigilo/prostitute? Maybe begin frequenting the nearest friendly nudist beach? Ahhh that's showing too much confidence in our bodies. Plus stretch marks aren't really in right now.
Maybe just a normal beach? You know, the type where you don't sunbake naked but sunbake with swimmers... maybe even swim!
Darnit we've struck gold.
Even if there isn't a beach nearby, maybe a waterhole or lake or some unpolluted river that doesn't have crocodiles or sharks in it. Regardless, as long as the place has cool water in which we can take a dip in, we will travel for it.
This fact has been proven over many years in Sydney, especially looking at the daily exodus of people travelling for hours in traffic jams with people who are going exactly the same place. From over land and mountain, river and lake come the hoards of people who feel the travelling distance is made worthwhile just by getting a glimpse of the ocean.
There's even people from countries who don't have the adequate weather and beaches travelling over the seven seas and 12 time zones to get a taste of what is, in a way, a state of mind.
The Australian beach.
And if you haven't experienced one before, don't worry you're not missing out on much. Happiness is often something relative - we want to experience what those around us experience. If you don't know anyone who's been, or only know people who say its not all its hyped up to be, than you can't be expected to bother.
Still, many people do bother. How it all snowballed into something like the calibre and international acclaim of Bondi or Manly, well lets just say a bit of positive PR can go a long way.
A loooonnnng way.
Maybe do some moonlighting as a stripper, or gigilo/prostitute? Maybe begin frequenting the nearest friendly nudist beach? Ahhh that's showing too much confidence in our bodies. Plus stretch marks aren't really in right now.
Maybe just a normal beach? You know, the type where you don't sunbake naked but sunbake with swimmers... maybe even swim!
Darnit we've struck gold.
Even if there isn't a beach nearby, maybe a waterhole or lake or some unpolluted river that doesn't have crocodiles or sharks in it. Regardless, as long as the place has cool water in which we can take a dip in, we will travel for it.
This fact has been proven over many years in Sydney, especially looking at the daily exodus of people travelling for hours in traffic jams with people who are going exactly the same place. From over land and mountain, river and lake come the hoards of people who feel the travelling distance is made worthwhile just by getting a glimpse of the ocean.
There's even people from countries who don't have the adequate weather and beaches travelling over the seven seas and 12 time zones to get a taste of what is, in a way, a state of mind.
The Australian beach.
And if you haven't experienced one before, don't worry you're not missing out on much. Happiness is often something relative - we want to experience what those around us experience. If you don't know anyone who's been, or only know people who say its not all its hyped up to be, than you can't be expected to bother.
Still, many people do bother. How it all snowballed into something like the calibre and international acclaim of Bondi or Manly, well lets just say a bit of positive PR can go a long way.
A loooonnnng way.
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