We wanted to get off campus tonight, having not really done much of anything this weekend. We decided to go down to Surfer's Paradise to go to the souvenir shops and grab something to eat. We arrived there right at dusk, when all the lights were turning on and the last of the beach crowd was heading out for the day. The entire scene was very relaxing - we had nowhere specific to be and nothing to do but stroll around aimlessly. There was a show in the middle of the square with a small crowd of tourists surrounding the performer. There were two different people playing musical instruments and singing. There were kids running around, chasing after seagulls and each other. We passed by the multiple gelatto places, including the one with the delicious aroma of hand-made waffle cones.
The best part came when we finally got food. After much deliberation, we settled on kebabs from a small vendor. Best decision ever. We took them down to the near-empty, shadow-filled beach to eat them. We had no towels to sit on, but this hardly seemed important. The air was cooling off and the sea breeze was getting stronger, sending the waves crashing onto the shore. The only lights hitting the sand were from the monster apartment buildings and "holiday towers" being built close to the shore (very Jersey shore-esque...the place, not the TV show). I huddled over my kebab, letting the delicious combination of chicken, lamb, cheese, and vegetables melt in my mouth. We all went down to the ocean after we ate and put our feet in the water, letting the surf hit our ankles and spray up at our faces. I took a few photos, but they didn't do justice to the beauty that was surrounding us. Miles and miles of ocean, sand, and amazingly salty air...I could not ask for more. My heaven was surrounding me.
And at that point, I realized exactly why it was called Surfer's Paradise. There really is no other way to describe it.
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