We were bored. And we were wondering what to do. So, after dinner, we ditched the roommate and we went for a movie. Alone. We think that going alone for a movie is the most uplifting experience ever. It is the ultimate declaration of your independence, your assertion that you don't need anyone. Not even to go see a movie. Its a strangely uplifting feeling that can get you to enjoy the crappiest of movies. Try it sometime.
So, well, the movie was kinda ok. Tabu was at her loveliest and we loved the way she looked. And that voice! Oh my God! Drops of caramel dipped in hot chocolate... Sharman was good too. But well, he is not justifying his kind of talent with the kind of movies he is doing.
So, anyways, the movie ended. And as we had ditched the roommate and had no way to get back home, we walked. Walked all the way back from the theater. And instead of coming back home directly, we strayed.
Fontainhas, my friends, is beautiful by night. Even more than it is by day. And there's hardly anyone there. So you can enjoy the beauty of the place all by yourself. Sure there's always one of those drunken revelers (today's a Saturday night, remember?) who want to just speed by you with loud thumping music. Why would someone want to whoosh pass such beauty, methinks?And then I ask myself, haven't I also been doing the same thing up until now? Seriously, these days we have been working so hard that even if we do get some free time, we don't know what to do with it. Because we've forgotten all that we used to do in our sexy single free time. Gosh! I need to get hold of a good book! Suggestions please.
So, anyways, its a beautiful Fontainhas at night. We sure wish we can live there in one of those small little heritage places that you have to climb an impossible number of steps to get into. The very mystery of those dark, dinghy steps is enthralling. And then maybe we could run a small eatery or a little microbrewery in one of those. How fun would that be!
