We returned from our beach trip yesterday morning. Though short, it was totally worth it.
Getting off the bus at the small village of Kumbashi, we were greeted by an early morning drizzle. Buying curd and milk for the next 3 days, we stopped a passing auto and headed straight for the beach house. The weather was lovely, and it wasn’t humid like I had expected it to be.
Over the next 3 days we cooked and ate a lot, apart from other things. The food was simply delicious. With each of us giving our own suggestions on how to cook, the result was great, and not once did we mess up a recipe, or make something that didn’t taste right! We were thrilled with ourselves! Personally I don’t cook too much, hardly actually, but this really motivated me to start. Let’s see if it continues!
The beach was so empty and deserted, and the four us had the beach to ourselves (well most of the time!). We walked along the sea quietly, and I was constantly reminded of the beach trek we did from school two years ago. Miles of the beach with hardly anyone on it. The first evening we sat by the sea singing songs and walked back home in the dark. The sea was rough and loud most of the time, and the tide was constantly changing.
Thinking back now, time seems to have passed so quickly. We read, we listened to music, drank coffee and relaxed. Every now and then it rained, and it rained heavily. On the second night it rained so heavily, I got up and went back to sleep. I love falling asleep listening to the rain.
On our last day, after a late lunch, we went on a walk behind the house where there is a wooded area. We crossed the fence and walked through the trees and we strayed off the paths.
At one point I was standing a midst the branches of a fallen tree, when suddenly I heard the rustle of leaves to my left. I turned, and around 10 feet away was a snake! For a few seconds I held my breath and I watched. It was slowly slithering through the dead brown leaves. Was it a Rat snake or a Cobra? It was surely one of the two. I slowly lifted my camera and clicked a few shots, and before I could get a decent one, it had slithered away. I walked around the thick bushes, hesitantly at first, and went on to the side the snake was heading towards. I called out to my friends and one of them came. We saw it again, this time around 15 feet away. Then, it disappeared again. We lost it, but we walked back home content with what we had just seen.
Few hours before we left, we packed up, and got ready for the night bus back home. Getting ready meant two things for us. Not drinking too much water, and eating the right thing in the right amount. The ride back was bumpy, but we got back fine.
Once on the bus, it began to rain outside. After chatting for a while, we closed our eyes. We slept.