Exactly 7 days from today, I will be airborne on the flight to Lisbon with my friends Domen and Ana . . .
on our way to another great surfing adventure.
It’s kind of a mixed emotions day.
On one hand it’s a feeling of anticipation. I truly can not wait any longer to catch some wave!
From this point of view; It’s a loooooong seven days to go. Continue reading Surf Chill-Out Music→
While I was waiting for my bus to Lisbon at the Peniche bus station, three girls came to me and asked me, which bus is going to Lisbon. They were really nice girls, Sara, Mercedes and Juliana from Madrid, Spain. Sara and Mercedes are really nice looking grils, especialy Mercedes. She is the kind of girl, that really makes your soul sing and and your heart beating pleasant soul tunes… Dark hair, dark eyes and a southern, exotic, cute face… aaaaiiiiii 😉
We spent the whole ride talking with Sara. Man, really nice Spanish girls… the trip to Lisbon was never so short…
For the whole way, I was thinking about the way, how to say to Mercedes that she is really a truly beautiful girl. But the whole way, we were talking with Sara, and Mercedes was talking with her friend in Spanish. We arrived at the Lisbon bus station Siete Rios. And we hugged and said goodbye. I went to wait for my shuttle bus to take me to the Lisbon Airport. While I was waiting there, Mercedes and the other friend pass by and ask me, where is the metro station. I showed them the direction, and than she asked if I maybe know, how they can get to their hostel. Than I said: “Girl, I really don’t know, but I think that a beautiful woman like you, will not have a problem getting help around here”. She blushed in a smile and just said: “Thank you”. It was nothing special, but that was kind of the most I could get out of that situation… and maybe if the flow of souls, strikes our coasts again.. we’re gonna have really nice tubing waves…
After arriving to the Lisbon airport, I went for a big meal of typical Portuguese food . It’s not the cheapest place to eat at the airport, but definitely a lot cheaper than eat in London, anywhere.
When boarding the Easyjet Airplane it was already quite full. I managed to get a seat next to one African-american woman, who had 2 more places free. I was hoping that nobody will seat next to us, so we could have a seat free for easy sleaping. But the plane was full booked… and soon, this beautiful Asian woman asks me if she can seat there. (who cares about sleeping now) 😉 Yes, ofcourse, and I let her in. We started talking with this girl, Julie…
Turned out that she is from The Philippines and is studying International business in London. Impressive… we really had a pleasant flight, check out and the train ride from the London- Gatwick airport to Victoria Central Station. Again… this pleasant feeling of knowing this person for a lot of time already came to my solar plexus area of my feeling body. We exchanged phone numbers and said to meet on monday after our weekend of seminars and university lectures.
She helped me a lot, with the night buses to go to The Hammersmith Station, where my Beds & Bars Hostel is located, as it was already late and the London Underground was not in operation any more.
We took the night bus N11 with one guy from Switzerland, who we met on the train. He needed some help finding a Hostel as he hadn’t had a booking. He tried his luck in the London’s best hostel in Hammersmith. But as it’s a quality hostel and it is the weekend, he couldn’t get a free bad… poor guy. I hope he didn’t spend the night in some station on the floor.
When arriving into The hostel I felt like coming home. It’s my third time I am staying here and it’s really cosy like home… especially now… after spending 2 months in the my van… sleeping in one normal bed was… special. And this time, “my home” was nicely refurnished and it really looks amazing. Love this hostel.
After the check in I went out for my last rolled cigarette. I was smoking by the back door of the hostel. While I was there two London’s Police officers came by. I am not quite sure if that was a man or a woman. He/she was a bit big boned and the voice was quite a mix of the he/she – more like a she, but he looked somehow like a he… funny guy 😉 And “he” said: “Are you smoking a joint mate?” And I replied: “Yeah, I wish…. it’s just a normal rolling tobacco.” He started laughing and said: “I could swear I smelled weed. Cheers mate, have a great night.” That was a funny situation.
I went upstairs to find my room, take a shower and just go sleeping after a really hard, but smoothly pleasant day. And when I find my room… a really pleasant surfer guy surprise. They’ve put me in the floor called “The Vibe” (surfing vibe). was truly happy. How did they know I am a surfing addict. Perfect vibe in this hostel.
When I woke up this morning, after sleeping in a real bed, after a nice hot shower, dreaming really sweet Portuguese, Spanish, Philippine, British dreams…. I felt to good to get out of bed. After lying paralized from all the nicest things, for half an hour more, just organizing my memories of truly amazing days… I got my ass down for the breakfast and do my blog posts for today. I discovered I don’t have the British electricity plug in. I went out to have a Starbucks morning coffee and to WH Smith‘s to buy the plug in. And when I came in the shop, one of my favourite “surf songs” was playing on the radio… called Heartbeats. Some salty water overflowed my eyes again (very pleasant ofc.) … as for the day of yesterday and the dreams of the night… this was a perfect song.
The very idea… heartbeats that unite in the vibrating rhythm of resonance with between the souls of people… truly amazing feeling as it is the song.
London Calling – Gap The Mind
Ture adventures await
The last day of my living in Peniche, Portugal was very different than all the other last day I’ve had staying some place up until now. Before yesterday I was always feeling sad and didn’t want to leave my home at The Great Ocean…
And this time, I felt really good and relaxed. I wasn’t in any kind of anticipation for my London trip which started at the afternoon, nor was I feeling anticipation to go to my country of birth, Slovenia. Moreover… I didn’t feel sad about leaving The Great Ocean… because it stays with me – in my heart, from every moment to every moment…within every moment.
After eating breakfast at 7 am I started and cleaning my flat on 4 wheels. It was swiftly done with the 6 square meters of apartment to clean. Than I packed everything essential for my life in a hand-luggage, took my surf, wetsuit and freinds for the final surfing session of that trip.
Before going to the Ocean, I drove to my friends, The shapers at Custom glass. These guys are really amazing and I feel we’ve became really good friends while I was living in Peniche. It’s really interasting, how people that were borned and raised, like 3000 km away, are able to connect on deeper levels. It feels like I know these guys Joao and Zippy Gonsclaves for all my life already. Defenately looking forward to be meeting them again soon… very soon.
Than it was time for surf. We came to the beach infront of the Danau Baleal Beach bar. The waves were not breaking nicely, so we went to have a coffer in that bar…
There I’ve met this guy “Orange”, again. He is a really nice person, who used to be a famous professional body boarder in the world championship of body boarding. I’ve told him about my feeling of feeling more at home here than at my “home” country. He was really glad to hear that. He said: “Man, welcome here all the time, come, show respect and it’s your home.” That went straight to my heart, comming from one local waves rider.
After drinking Coffee we went in to The Great Ocean, despite the fact the waves were still breaking quite strange, because of the low tide. As we entered the water with Maja, Mai, Klemen and Blaž, the conditions changed rapidly.
As if the The Great Ocean, did its best for my last day. The waves were breaking in close-outs. In many starts of the waves, I was able to get 3 really good 1,5m+ waves. Amazing. And after 2 hours the coditions got worse again, but I had to catch a bus to Lisbon in 2 hours anyway.
I went to the toilet in the bar and while passing 3 girls, sitting outside, I’ve had and impression I’ve heard them talking in Slovenian language. Coming back from the toilet I said: “This can’t be Slovenian, or?” Well, It was. So we had to drink one more coffee with Mojca, Nina and Špela before leaving. I mean had to… we’ve chosen to. It’s really interesting with some people you meet. You see them for the first time, and you just know, feel somehow you will meet them again. It really dosen’t happen often, but man, it really is a nice body sensation.
It was time… to say goodbye to the people of Tribu, Peniche and The Ocean.
We will be seeing each other again, soon… very soon
London calling – the bus from Peniche… leaving.
Thank you for making Peniche….
my Home at heart – we will never be apart. (my eyes are happy wet, my soul is squezzed by the overflow of the pleasant sensations swell)
As the last enchanting, orange sunlight of yesterday vanished over the sheer vastness of The Great Ocean… I was sitting on my favourite cliff in Portugal. This weeks events with my business in Slovenia, was quite hard… hard to stay happy every second of my day. Sure, this consumed extra amounts of my energy, but I did it.
I learned the optimist way of looking at the “shit happens” situation. “This must be the best shit that ever happened”. And taking this point of view opened up all of my eyes, and I was able to clearly see and feel the universal purpose of this situation and the meaning for the path I have chosen to follow… with my heart, my mind and my soul united together.
I have wondered, since I first came to Portugal, what is the reason I always feel much better in this country, than in my country of birth Slovenia. Really, here in Portugal, some really breathtakingly amazing things have happened. Mostly concerning the pleasant Portuguese people…
The first contact with the Portuguese people I’ve had, wa son my first trip in May 2011. I was sitting next to one guy, who really had a body smell on the “TAP Portugal” air plane. It was annoying sitting next to his smell and soon he fell asleep and the situation, just got perfect. Was a loooooong flight to Lisbon…
As we were making a landing I asked that guy, if he can help me, by telling me the easiest way to get to the bus station “Siete Rios” (eng: Seven Rivers) on which I had to take the bus to Peniche, my final destination. And he said: “You need to go to Siete Rios? We have a car in the airport and we can drive you there by the way.” I was shocked. My first thought was… “what does this man want from me?” He was in his 60’s and had a wife with him, so I estimated I was in no inescapable danger and accepted his offer.
We had a really nice conversation with this Portuguese couple all the way trough the terminals. And when we arrived trough the “arrivals gate”, there was another shock. The whole of their family, like more than 20 people, were waiting for their arrival.
And when they told them about me… I met all of them. Kissed all the women on the chick (this is how you meet women in Portugal – love it, by the way). I felt like I was comming home. They’ve had 2 of their friends with them also and the car they’ve had on the airport was soon full of the luggage they’ve had with them. Nevertheless, they managed to get my big backpack in the car and drove me to the bus station. What a nice welcome to this amazing country of Portugal.
When they’ve dropped me at the Bus stop, I wanted to pay them, but there was no way for accepting. As I was walking to the bus, one guy asked me, if I have some change, that he needs for the Bus. I tought to my-slef: “This is my chance to “pay my luck.” I gave him 5 eur and asked him if he can maybe get something strong to smoke. He looked at me with some sadness in his eyes and said: “No”. Than after about a minute as he was walking next to me he said: ” I am really sorry, I was lying to you… I need this money to buy for smoke. If you want, I can give you back this money, I feel really bad now.” And I was shocked again. Such sincere and truthful honesty. Amazing country.
I’ve really made some good friendships, while surfing around this country. One of them is also Nico, the owner of the !G3 surf shop here in Peniche. After telling him, that I feel more at home here, that in Slovenia (my country of birth). And he said: “Really?! I’ve had one Dutch girl in the shop today, who said the same. I think it’s because of the people. We Portuguese are strange people. We always give and help in anyway we can. We believe in good karma… if you do something good, good things will happen to you. Sometimes, people tak advantage of our nature, but in the end it’s the best way.” WOW… this is something! I feel that my soul was actually born in Portugal, just the body in Slovenia.
Now I know why… my heart, my soul and my everything feels like home at Portugal.
“For a moment there, I lost my self… and found my true trough self”