Yesterday we woke up early and arrived at the train station around 7:30am for our 8:30 train to Càdiz. It is a two hour train ride from Seville to Càdiz and we arrived about 10:15 ready for a day at the beach. I realized yesterday that I haven’t been a car (okay well a taxi, but not a personal car) for three weeks, but have greatly expanded my transportation experiences as I have mainly rode the bus and now have been on several trains. It is definitely kind of fun to do something different for transportation than what I normally do at home!
We arrived and set up an area on the beach where we crashed for the rest of the day. It was so fun and relaxing!! We were worried the water would be way too cold to get in and enjoy it, and it was definitely a little cool, but very enjoyable and fun. I always forget how salty the ocean is until I am back in it and am taken aback by my first salty facial attack haha.
Everyone lathered up in sunscreen but considering this was the first time most of us have been out this summer/we are a lot closer to the equator than we are at home, we all left with major sunburns. Mine is the worst on the back of my legs and thighs so sitting down has been quite the experience. We all waddled into class today trying not to complain about our burns and someone quickly distributed aloe vera and we had a little “recover from yesterday’s sunburn” session before class.
One thing we noticed at the beach right off the bat was the difference in clothing… or lack there of.. on people of ALL ages. Here is what I have to say about that:
Dear people of the United States of America:
I, Meredith Rasnic, as a first time European beach goer, would like to thank each and every one of you for upholding the standard of women wearing swim tops and men wearing something a little more than a speedo at the beach in the US. After my first encounter yesterday with people not wearing shirts and showing everything they do (and don’t have), I realized how grateful I am that we prefer to wear a few more clothes during aquatic activities.
My most sincere thanks to you and your modesty… #putashirtonplease #holycowyouhaveconfidence
Despite the sunburns and the other slightly unclothed beach patrons, we had a blast enjoying the water and each other while relaxing before a busy week ahead.
On a more serious note, I don’t think I will ever quite get over the ocean. This was my fifth or sixth time to the beach and I still marveled at the sea the whole time I was there. There is no sound as soothing as the crashing of the waves and the view of the sea never gets old. If I think about how big the ocean really is and the fact that it just goes on and forever, how deep it’s waters reach, and remember the fact that there is a whole other world underwater, it makes my brain hurt a little.
I try not to overthink it and just take in the vast beauty of the crystal blue waters but am continually amazed. It can be easy to take for granted, but the ocean and its sheer size and the intricate details of the marine life found down below is an incredible testament that there is a creator God. I think one of the reasons I love the ocean so much is that it reminds me of the great faithfulness of God. As cheesy as it sounds, his love for me is so much deeper and wider than the ocean. I can’t even fathom the size of the ocean when it is right in front of me, let alone fathom the love and mercy God has for me every day.
Random “what I miss from America” thought for today: I like ketchup but am not a huge ketchup fan (like I don’t have to have it normally/sometimes prefer no condiment at all, but I had a major craving for ketchup yesterday haha!!
This week is a busy one as we head to Grenada and Cordoba on Thursday and squeeze in a trip to Italica tomorrow. The time is flying! Happy Monday to you all. 🙂
*Also, I finally got to upload pics to my Gibralter post! So if your life just won’t be complete without seeing those, you can go check it out now. ;)*