After yesterdays blog, a more relaxed post today of my weekend away…..But I’ll be returning to the subject of clinicians, symptoms and coping next week…..
A wonderful way to relax for me is to sit and type……I can type words quicker than I can think and speak them, because that part of my brain hasn’t been broken by dementia yet, and hopefully never will……….here’s my view when I typed this….
I’d had 2 nights in Blackpool and because that’s usually my limit, I began to panic when I woke Sunday morning as I wasn’t going home until Monday, taking me over my limit into 3 nights away. Sunday travel is a nightmare so I decided to travel back on Monday, but assumed I’d be fine with the extra night…..🙄
So to take my mind off the anxiousness, I decided to do something different and take a bus along to St Annes, just outside Blackpool. I think I must have been here but just don’t remember the scene before me. It was beautifully peaceful and I found a bench with a cuppa next to me and got out my iPad.
The tide goes out much further than in Blackpool and all you could see was golden clean, freshly swept beaches for miles around. As families started to arrive and mark their spot, they erected flying markers so the children could play happily and know where to find their spot on the beach…
This is why I love this part of the coast. It’s not what everyone thinks about when they hear the resort, ‘Blackpool’. But I came here for years a a child so know it very well.
The trams in Blackpool are the most amazing travel accessory ……..no step to climb up or down from as they’re level with the stop; you know exactly where you are and where you’re heading for as it’s written and a voice speaks the current and next stop; the conductors are the most friendliest on the planet and will immediately help you with a smiley face; AND you can’t get lost…….they run from Starr Gate to Fleetwood and back again – all in a straight line ……11 miles along the coast…..
If I fancy a wobble I can walk and then stop and wait at the stop for a tram to pick me up…..
Yes, the centre of Blackpool is gaudy, can be noisy and has it’s run down bits, just like any other place. But it also has the amazing Tower where I can sit in the Ballroom and watch people of all generations just having fun.
I can take a tram to Cleveleys and see the sights of Mary’s Shell ….
and the The Sea Ogre (The Sea Ogre is featured in the book, The Sea Swallow – the story of a young girl, Mary, who is coming to terms with the death of her fisherman father, lost at sea)
I stay in the same hotel where the manager knows me and looks after me and I can sit in my room and watch the sun setting
It may not be everyone’s idea of relaxation, but then perhaps they don’t know where to look. A lovely long weekend of relaxing………and simply sitting watching the world go by……..