would like to share here my story with you when I met someone in Alicante who showed how easy life and joy can be and made me feel unique and happy. This post is
dedicated to him.
I still have a broad smile on my face if I think about this open minding and nice experience which started like this...
After my strange CouchSurfing experience and checking in at the X Hostel I finally went to the beach in Alicante.
There I became aware about the freedom I have. What a great feeling to go when I want to go without care about time... I opened myself for all good things.
I remembered at the beach the workshop in Kilrush where the girls told me "Jeanine, enjoy your life now!". Exactly!
I sat for a while at the beach, stretched my legs and just enjoyed the sound of the sea, the warm sun on my skin, the sand under my feet and watched some children playing football.
I don't know for how long I sat there when I decided to go. With a great happiness which makes me feel light and safe I went slowly back to the hostel still smiling...
The amazing sunset on the rock in Alicante.
And the one who came at the right time. The opposite of controlled and having expectations.
Just relax and enjoy the moment! Exactly what I needed.
A short story for the ladies
You don't understand "No habla Espanol..." but he doesn't cares about it and obviously he doesn't speak English. He just smiles very handsome and says by pointing to you and to him: "Tú cerveza con a mi?".
What would you say?
I have to admit that I never did anything like that before. I mean to go with a guy who spoke to me on the street. He came at the right time when I felt very safe and was aware that all is great what I'm doing.
That was the beginning of a very crazy, passionate and special relationship during my stay in Alicante with someone who is straight forward, funny and made me feel unique and treat me very respectfully. He showed me how easy life and joy can be. Just live in the moment and relax.
Because if you find someone with who you are on the same page, then you understand each other pretty well. It needs just a look to each other and you know what's going on.
The opposite of controlled and not relaxed
The handsome cyclist introduced himself as Yeray and he leaded me to a nice location where he ordered two beer for us. We seated ourselves outside in front of the location. It was at the Placa Ajuntament and we had a great view over the place.
Our communication was quite funny. It was a mixture of my low Spanish skills and Google Translate which I opened
on my phone and showed him the translated text.
He spoke a mixture of
English and Spanish and wrote in Spanish some questions: what I'm doing here, what I did before, if I have a boyfriend... etc.
I felt very
comfortable with him. I didn't have the feeling it is awkward because of the language limitation. We were just laughing a lot and understand quite well.
Relax!Suddenly I saw that my
battery was almost empty and showed him my phone with a concerned look.
He just shrugged his shoulders gave me his heart melting smile, opened his phone (which was the same like mine) and
gave me his battery, leaned back, took a sip of his beer and just said by using his arms: "Relax!". I started laughing.
He was quite the opposite of controlled. What a cool guy!
No botherAfter a while he
wrote something in Google Translate what was not proper translated. I just looked wondering at him and said: "No comprendo...".
He took my phone again, typed and I could read: "Forget about it. After the beer I bring you to a nice
place.". I smiled at him and said: "Perfecto!". He gave me his handsome and cheeky smile and took his beer.
Clear and precise
By the way he was quite straight forward. Actually, he didn't really care what people think about him.
Exactly what I needed. Someone who says what he wants and he means what he says.
For example there was a elder guy in funny looking
Yeray shouted over the place to him in Spanish: "Hey!! Hey
chico! Qué significan esta ropa?". The guy answered: "Que es una traje Alicante...".
I wrote in my
Google Translate: "Shouldn't you know that ;-)?". He smiled again and explained that the young people don't know about it. Aha.
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Alicante from the rock
Then he clapped my thigh and said something like that I have quite the muscles almost like him and he plays football, hence that wouldn't be a problem and smiled at me. Well, I like my legs and since my journey started I'm using them everyday for long walks. Thanks also to my mum's gene.
The place to go...
Yeray showed to me that the shape of the rock looks like faces. Well, that's true.
Yeray shouted to a woman over there: "Hey! Hey chica! Hay un banco?". The woman said: "Si" and we headed to the bank and enjoyed the following amazing view over Alicante.
|Finally, we are on the rock!|
So I didn't care anymore about anything and leant forward to kiss him. Now he hesitated a bit... Espana. But the following kiss was very passionate and I just enjoyed and forgot about all the things around me.
We stayed there until sunset and enjoyed ourselves and the amazing view over Alicante.
Before I left he gave me his number and said I should write him on WhatsApp and send him the photos I took.
He also said to me that we go together for my stay in Alicante "Si?!". It was more an announcement than a question... I considered it quickly and decided it was worth a try and also it sounded nice to be protected: "Si!".
What a great evening! What a funny, straight forward, spontaneous and also respectful guy.
All good things are two
Over the next few days Yeray and I wrote each other on WhatsApp and we made an arrangement for a second date.
Thanks again to Google Translate! By copy and paste it worked quite well.
Yeray suggested that we could meet for a beer.
Beer sounds good! I was absolutely out of training and became a lightweight
because of I got very sober in Ireland. For your memory: around 4,80 EUR for a pint you have to pay in Ireland...
Time plays no role in Spain - not quite
Due to the prejudice that the Spanish people wouldn't care about time I decided to come a bit later to our date. I thought it might be look strange when I'm on time. I didn't want to be the typical Alemania.
Therefore I came around 10 minutes later to the place we had the beer a couple of days before.
Well... Obviously the prejudice isn't true. Yeray was already there. Firstly I saw his mountain bike and then him looking for me. And he was a bit upset that I was too
late. Ups... Everyday a new lesson for me. We greeted each other with a nice kiss.
I could see that he was at the hairdresser and he was also fresh shaved... Wow... Very handsome.
It reminded me that I had to go urgently to the hairdresser because my original hair colour was already visible and very dark. In addition my hair needed a fresh
To put it simple: I looked very like a girl who travels with a messy hairstyle... But I had a date :-).
Well prepared for a date
I thought we'll have a beer in a bar. But Yeray said "Vamos", put his arm around
me and pushed with his mountain bike with the other one.
We went into a small shop bought some beer cans and he said to me that he would bring me to a beach where was still sun and that
it was a nice beach less crowded.
Great! Beach sounds good.
Unfortunately, I just wore my bikini bra but not the pants because I thought we will having a beer in a bar. Neither had
I brought a towel with me nor anything else like food...
When we reached the really
cute beach Yeray placed his towel on the sand and he asked: "No tienes una toalla?" "Ehm... No..." "Y bikini?!" "Si, pero sólo this..." and I
pointed to my bra.
He just said: "Por qué?!". I shrugged my shoulders because Google Translate
was in my bag.
shacked his head and said: "Alemania...!" and he offered me to sit with him on his towel by clapping on it.
Unknown fruitHe was very well prepared
for the beach and had some food in his backpack. He offered me a kiwi.
But I didn't know how I could open it and I wanted to avoid the next awkward
situation... Therefore, I refused the kiwi.
He thought that I wouldn't know what a kiwi was and explained in Spanish how
yummy a kiwi is and I should try it...
Well, it took too long to type in Google Translate what I really thought,
hence I just waited and explained by using my body language that I would like to try this unknown fruit...
Yeray just bit the kiwi in two pieces and offered me a half... Aha! So
My turn: "Espana!"We talked about what we are doing etc. Yeray explained to me that he was an artist and created sculptures. Some of
his sculptures were sold to different festivals in Spain. Before he was in the Spanish Army. He has also a connection to Germany because
his sister lives in Germany but the weather is mostly muy triste... I agreed.
Yeray was very interested in what I was doing exactly and where I worked
before and how does it work etc.
When I told him that I worked on a farm he was stunned. He asked by
using his hands and making a movement like milking a cow: "Tú hiciste esto?!" "Si!". "Tú?!" He couldn't stop
That is not the first time that someone cracked up when I mentioned my
It seems I don't look like someone who works on a farm. That's fine!
I like to manicure my toenails in red, wear makeup and have in the other
hand a brush and paint a wall or carry heavy things or even clean stables :-).
He also asked what I did exactly in Alicante.
I told him that I was helping a guy cleaning his house and apartments
which he offers for guests etc. That it was a kind of volunteer work. Work for food and accommodation. Yeray was a
bit skeptical and he asked: "Estás viviendo con el hombre?!" "Si, and with his son and daughter.". Well, he
still looked skeptically and I just said: "Espana!".
Spanish gentleman The beach the so-called Coco had
some nice surroundings and Yeray showed me around. We had also to climb a bit.
He went forward and jumped
easily on the small rocks. I also wanted to try it but he said: "Wait! Tu esta no Spiderman." and then he gave me his
hand and helped me.
We walked around there arm in
arm and I enjoyed the feeling of being protected.
Time to go home - crazy ride through
AlicanteIt got dark and Yeray brought me back to the city by pushing his mountain bike with one
arm and the other one around me. He wore my sunglasses which suit him very well. It was still warm outside and
some "gato de la calle" went curious around and were looking for food. I looked up to Yeray and just smiled and pointed to the
sunglasses and said: "Muy gapo!". He gave me his handsome smile.
When we reached the main
street Yeray pointed to his handlebars, clapped on them and told me that I should sit there. First I
was skeptical because I just wore flip flops...
But then I thought:
Ok! He told me how to sit exactly and we started
our ride. What a strong guy :-). I felt like a teen!
It was such a crazy and
funny ride through the small streets in Alicante between the pedestrians and also cars. Some people were looking at us but
I didn't care.
We were laughing a lot
during the ride and I felt so free and safe at that moment!
Suddenly Yeray shouted:
"Policia! Policia!" and he stopped. I jumped down in an inelegant way and landed on my
We couldn't stop laughing and passed arm in arm the policia. They just looked a
bit confused at us but didn't say anything.
When they were out of side we continued our ride through
Due to a conversation
problem he thought I would be still live close to the hostel but I lived at another place. But no bother. I knew the shortest
way back home. Before we said 'hasta luego' he brushed a strand of hair out of my face and gave me a passionate
What a great
feeling!I went smiling and very happy about this great day and crazy
ride back home to my host's place.
What a great feeling of
joy to step out of my comfort zone and ride on handlebars through the evening traffic of Alicante and fully trust someone
and feel protected. Pure release!
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|I'm very happy with the result! Great job. Thanks again to Tim that he connected me to his friend. What a pity that I couldn't take my favorite hairdresser Shora from Junge Köpfe in Germany with me :-).|
I took also Tim's advice how to get attention when I want to buy something: with my voice and queue-jumping! Well, it worked quite good...
|Nice food at the Mercadon Central in Alicante. Don't be shy if you want to buy something.|
A few minutes later Yeray appeared and shouted from the other side of the street: "Hey! Hey!!! Venga!" and ran to the bus. I took my stuff and ran behind him. But it turned out that our bus would come in an hour.
He showed me some photos on his smartphone of his work as artist. I was very impressed! The sculptures he created were amazing! A very creative guy with a lot of energy and passion. He said that they weren't finish yet.
After the lunch and beer he showed me a nice Chocolateria. He told me that they have been also in the TV. He bought a white chocolate lollipop for him and offered me to take also something. I went for a dark chocolate lollipop. He paid for us and we went to the bus by chewing our lollipops.
When we took a seat in the bus he was surprised that my lollipop was already gone... I just said: "Me gusta mucho!"
I opened Google Translate and gave him my phone. He wrote: "You can't do that. Intimate gestures not in front of other people. Only when we are alone.". He asked: "Alemania tambien?".
What!? Ah got it! I bit obviously my under lip which seemed to be a very sexual gesture. I neither was aware that I did it nor that it was a sexual gesture. I found kissing in the public more provoking.
But different countries, different customs. Lesson learnt.
After one of the curves we could see some people. And we got a look of a victim of too much plastic surgery...
There was a woman without bikini bra with such unnatural huge breasts that I was concerned that they could burst at the next moment... I don't exaggerate it! A plastic woman.
Yeray and I looked each other, than silence and in the next moment we cracked up and couldn't stop laughing. He made a gesture and sound of a huge explosion and laughed loudly.
|What a nice beach... Yeray took this photo for me because my battery was empty and I was too lazy to take his battery again. He offered me to take the photo and said: "For your blog!".|
|We are looking for a nice place to relax. Yeray in front of me and is carrying his shoes.|
This was also a difference between the Spanish culture and the Irish one. I remember still my strange experience when I was meditating at the beach in Garretstown and a naked guy came over and interrupted me by talking bullshit. And it wasn't a nudist beach at all...
After a while Yeray said that we could go for a swim. I stood up and stretched myself when he quickly throw me over his shoulder and ran with me into the sea and pushed me gently under water.
My luxurious hair style was gone... :-).
The water was very salty and small cuts on my hands started to burn slightly. I tasted the salt from my lips. I also hoped that my mascara was still at the right place and that I didn't look like a panda around my eyes... I know typical women concerns.
He discovered my small crack at my front tooth and I told him the awkward story about it. He laughed about how it should be.
After a while we went back to our towels. On our way back he said: "Mucho frio...!"
Hmmm... I didn't feel cold at all. I suppose the Irish weather made me tougher :-).
Back on our towels Yeray offered me to try his pasta made with chorizo, feta cheese and honey. Very yummy. What a great cook.
By the way:
My friends the chilblains on my hands are already gone. Touch wood at the moment I'm released of any strange sickness. Everyone who had seen my allergy photos of my excursion to the emergency in Mexico knows what I'm talking about...
|Nice variety of nature in Alicante.|
|Beautiful place for having a rest and a picnic: Under the pines or in Spanish 'pino'. The needles were very spiky... Without shoes it was like a mine field around our towels. An island under the pines :-).|
The same story from another point of view: Woman very romantic and man very instinctive. I like the stories :-).
We also talked a bit about my further journey and Canada etc. He said with a smile I could come to Spain later... I'll see what's going on my journey and where I'll settle in. All is open at the moment. Even though a very kind former colleague of mine taught me never to promise anything, I promised that I'll keep in touch with him and that one day I'll come back to Alicante and visit him.
|This cute memento has a special place in my backpack and in my heart :-).|
The bus driver was not amused and said something pretty annoyed in Spanish that there wasn't a bus stop etc. Yeray answered also a bit annoyed something with "...tranquilo...".
When we took a seat I started laughing because the day was so great and his argument with the bus driver was quite funny. Yeray also laughed and tipped his finger on his head and pointed in the direction of the bus driver and said: "Loco!".
Spanish passion... Me gusta mucho :-).
Hasta luego!We said goodbye to each other two days before I took the bus to Granada to my next host. The date was very funny and passionate with him as well.
We went after the beach arm in arm close to my host's place - Yeray had one arm around me and with the other one he pushed his mountain bike - and it was time to say Goodbye. Before that he showed me the latest photos of the sculptures he created. They were almost finish and I was again very impressed about his work. Very detailed and precise.
A tourist came over to us and asked in Spanish something. Yeray just answered he wouldn't be from Alicante... No waste of time. That is what I like about him :-).
Yeray wrote a very nice message for me in Google Translate. I was very happy and touched. He took my arms and put them around his neck. Then he brushed gently a strand of hair out of my face and kissed me. I loved this procedure which became a kind of a ritual when we met and when we went home.
I have to admit that I really had to fight against my tears. I just smiled at him.
He raised his hand and we gave a high-five with a loud laughter.
We went into different directions still looking each other and blew kisses. Until Yeray smiled and made a gesture with his hand that I should go quickly.
I laughed, turned and kept smiling. I was happy and sad at the same time...
That easy life and joy can be!
Like I mentioned in the beginning of the story:
When you find someone with who you are on the same page it doesn't matter if you speak the correct language but you speak the same language...
Great remembranceI will always think back to the short but great and passionate time I had in Alicante with him. Especially if I look at the cute memento he gave me.
I will also remember it when I'm eating mussels due to his explanation during our picnic under the pines.
I'm curious when our ways will cross again...
Que hiciste mi tiempo en Alicante muy especial. Encantado de conocerte.
Lo disfruté mucho. Siempre recordaré con alegría.
Muchos gracias :-). Te deseo lo mejor. Hasta luego! Beso.