Dear Life of Leisure, I love you
Well, after 1.5 months in Israel, I think it's safe to say that given time to loaf around, I will do it indefinitely. Which isn't to say that I've done nothing here, but there have definitely been weeks that I've done more or less nothing out here.
I did however learn a bunch of windsurfing, and feel like I could enjoy another 2 summery months of that pretty much whenever. I think that I enjoy it about as much as climbing. The things that made me think of it in terms of climbing is it's physical component. I'm definitely getting to the point in my life where if I'm not super in shape I sometimes think "body, fuck you". And windsurfing uses your back and core a lot. And forearms! If the breeze is steady, it's very easy to put your hips in and lean your shoulders back, extend your arms and hold on to the boom just like you'd grab a good hold while climbing. Except with much less than your whole weight on it.
Secondly, it's one of those things that one (or at least I) concentrate on with 100% of my brain. Sometimes I use a small part of my brain to enjoy the nature that I'm looking at while on the frickin' ocean. Yeah, it's pretty cool to have you, the windsurfer, and horizon in sight and that's it. What's that, you say? Take your mind off a little and make your mental shopping list? That is exactly when you fall into the water. The shiny, salty water.
Anyways, the Mediterranean kicks ass and is super warm. I recommend it to everybody. Except the days when the water was filled with garbage. Those days were sad. Made me think of http://www.boingboing.net/2010/06/08/plastic-century-a-ta.html a lot. Except most of the junk is in tiny (1/2" or less) pieces. The occasional floating bag of chips or bubble wrap. Frowny. Face.
Anyhoo, if you know of a job opening for coders in New York the city, please let me know. T-11 days till I return to being just another american in america.
I did however learn a bunch of windsurfing, and feel like I could enjoy another 2 summery months of that pretty much whenever. I think that I enjoy it about as much as climbing. The things that made me think of it in terms of climbing is it's physical component. I'm definitely getting to the point in my life where if I'm not super in shape I sometimes think "body, fuck you". And windsurfing uses your back and core a lot. And forearms! If the breeze is steady, it's very easy to put your hips in and lean your shoulders back, extend your arms and hold on to the boom just like you'd grab a good hold while climbing. Except with much less than your whole weight on it.
Secondly, it's one of those things that one (or at least I) concentrate on with 100% of my brain. Sometimes I use a small part of my brain to enjoy the nature that I'm looking at while on the frickin' ocean. Yeah, it's pretty cool to have you, the windsurfer, and horizon in sight and that's it. What's that, you say? Take your mind off a little and make your mental shopping list? That is exactly when you fall into the water. The shiny, salty water.
Anyways, the Mediterranean kicks ass and is super warm. I recommend it to everybody. Except the days when the water was filled with garbage. Those days were sad. Made me think of http://www.boingboing.net/2010/06/08/plastic-century-a-ta.html a lot. Except most of the junk is in tiny (1/2" or less) pieces. The occasional floating bag of chips or bubble wrap. Frowny. Face.
Anyhoo, if you know of a job opening for coders in New York the city, please let me know. T-11 days till I return to being just another american in america.