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Celebrating My 30th Birthday on the Island of La Gomera - Little Observationist
I sat, on the morning of my 30th birthday, bare feet resting against the railings of our balcony, sipping tea and marvelling at the sunshine and blue skies. At first, there was complete silence; a noiseless air that carried only distinct interruptions like a neighbour’s cough or a stranger’s heavy footsteps. And then it broke from a suspicious silence into simple tranquillity as I started to notice the constant island sounds: the rhythmic roll of the sea against the pebbly shore, the papery rustle of palm leaves in the wind, the chit chat chirping of birds and the batting of wings as they take flight. The things you never hear among the constant drone of city life in London. Jorge and I spent the weekend of my 30th birthday at the end of December at Hotel Jardín Tecina on the small island of La Gomera. His grandmother was born at home in a house that was still stands in the village of Playa Santiago where we stayed. On a day that is usually cold and snowy for me, I was pleased to open the thick curtains to a tropical view, bright, early morning sunlight spilling into the room on my …