jonasgoat

outside cities

In Braaaazil, Rio de Janeiro, Sud America on November 11, 2010 at 6:27 pm

I’m falling in love with outside cities. Cities where you can spend two-thirds of the year out and about the sun on your skin, shades covering your eyes. Rio is an outside city, the blocked off beach roads on Sundays and public holidays, of which brazil has 40, becoming thoroughfares for runners and walkers, rollerbladers and skateboarders, dog walkers and lovers. Everybody comes out and enjoys the weather, at the beach, in the surf, on the football pitches and basketball courts, round the lagoa. Cars fade to the outside, a trickle rather than a flood as everyone takes to their feet.

Sitting in the long grass, enjoying an ice cream, watching the world go by, sun hot on my skin. Ride a little, sit a little. Drink a little. God it feels good, it’s a far cry from the rush to the parks and commons of London on the weekends when the sun deigns to make an appearance. Everyone here takes it as their due, the sun will be out, it will be hot, I will wear whatever I want to show as much skin as possible, to tan as darkly as possible, to be out in the sun for as long as possible.

It puts the single days and weeks when the sun comes out to play in london, seem so laughable. I wander from one park to beach to park, watching how louche and languorous everyone is, how so much time is devoted to doing so little. I enjoy the lack of doing, the non desire to be busy. I settle into being busy doing nothing. I feel I have found my niche.

I don’t want to do anything, and so I don’t. I watch, I take photo’s every so often and I work on my tan. I am getting proper black. Darkness black! They should have never given me any money…

  1. you gettin blacker than a landlord’s soul, huh?

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