We were out having a drink at a beach pub late last night. The live band was screaming out songs by Guns and Roses, expatriates accompanied by sarong party girls were seated on the bar stools guzzling beer like there's no tomorrow.
Along the beach, the young and old were strolling, skating, walking their dogs or biking like it was broad day light. The place was thronging with people, it was almost carnival-like. The cafes and fast food outlets here stay open till the wee hours in the morning.
We're indeed so blessed to live in a safe environment in the tropics where stepping out of the house at 12am to grab a bite is such a norm. No frost bites, gangsters in the alley or long drives to deal with.
When kids are brought up in a secure and comfortable place like this, they tend to take everything for granted. It's almost like in the Simpsons Movie, where the folks in Springfield are forced to live in a glass dome enclosure. I often wonder whether if this is a realistic environment for our kids to grow up in for the real world outside is not as beautiful.
Guns and Roses?! The first album, it's my fave by them and fun to party to!
Oh wow! You like them? I only know some of their songs. I like 'Sweet Child Of Mine' and this band played them last night. :-)
You know, I think its actually better for them to really understand how it feels to be safe and secure.
Well Holly, in many ways, yes. Yet, if they get thrown in a tougher environment, they probbaly won't know how to cope quite as well.
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