Ten years. That’s 3652 days, and I’ve been loving every day of it. Happy anniversary, baby!
We spend a long time at the breakfast table with several cups of cappuccino. We talk about life, universe and everything before slowly walking back up to the room. On the way “someone” decided we needed to take a few pictures.
If there’s anything that really should symbolize our anniversary it’s a training session. We therefore strap on our running shoes and go down to the gym. Interval training on the treadmill is on today’s agenda. It’s been a long time since we did that and honestly, it’s really hard. Ten minutes walking for warm up, then eight on the incline and ten km/h speed. Two minutes on, then 30 second off- ten rounds.
I get into round eight before I have to throw in the towel. My left knee is acting up again and when I look at the distance it’s the same length as before when it starts to hurt. Somewhere between four and four and a half K’s. I really need to sort this out when I get home. The pain goes away rather quickly when I stop running, so I do believe I need a specialist off some sort to look at this.
We stretch after that run and that hurts as well, but in a better way. Using both knowledge from old school stretching, yoga and the recent videos we’ve been looking at we stretch for fifteen minutes. I guess I have fifteen minutes every day to invest in this.
The weather here is unstable, but ok. We go to the pool and I fall asleep on the sun bed. Forty minutes later we have to take cover in the pool bar because of rain, and we order lunch while we’re there.
It’s slowly closing to the time we need to be at the spa. I’ve agreed to join Katja for a couples treatment. We enter the spa and I’m not really comfortable. It’s too much. I don’t know how to translate “tant og fjas” as I would say in Norwegian. But it’s something like trying too hard to be relaxing with too much put into it. Teas, and towels, special slippers, pling plong music and special underwear to change into. But if it makes you happy my dear, I’m game.
We have half an hour in a steam sauna before spending another half hour in a big bathtub. Taking a sauna when it’s thirty five degrees outside might seem strange to some. I agree. The bath was lovely, though. Then we had massage. The little lady, ups! spa therapist, had really good pressure and did work wonders on my stiff thighs from yesterday’s Bulgarian split squat. Then it’s over and we can finally change back into decent clothing again. It’s not that I don’t appreciate a good massage, and I did write down the one we visited in Vang Vieng in Laos, but this is too much towards the other side of the scale. Or I’m not really the target for their services.
We bought a champagne at the airport in Bangkok and it’s time for that now. We sit out on the balcony and look at the sun, the clouds, the water and enjoy. Reminiscing about our wedding day and what we’ve done since then.
We sit here until the sun goes down in the ocean in a burning red color. Then we get ready for dinner. On the way to the restaurant we stop by that bar to get a drink. Katja tries a hotel specialty “Smokey margarita” while I get a beer. I try the margarita and it’s definitely Smokey. Smoked whiskey Smokey. We have Waggyu streak for dinner and enjoy a beautiful and tender steak. The grill chef really knows what he’s doing back there. We end the night with a drink in the bar on our way up towards the room. A 12 year old whiskey for me and an aged rum for Katja. Both with a heavy smell of caramel, but with very different tastes and aftertaste.
Another day is gone by. A day in the next section of our lives counting from today and forwards.
“Do not live in the past, but remember great moments. Do not live in the future, but feel lucky for what’s to come. Live now, like nothing else matters. “
– Arne Bergersen