You couldn't get better perspective on things than from abroad, living a routine that includes getting up and going to the beach first thing in the morning. The list that will inevitably be made about the new year's promises, goals and whatever else is in progress, though I think it'll be more like a five year plan, my first ever. Five year plans have always come across as a bit pretentious but at the moment it seems almost necessary when we live between two countries. It's pretty impossible to predict what will happen, and I wouldn't want to because where's the fun in that, but you can at least do a rough outline.
Tomorrow is our last day here. Salty sea breeze, pelicans and seagulls, balmy nights and lychees. A youthquake at new years, surfing, live music and sandcastles. Charred trees against the blues and greens of the cove below, bathed in the gold of the sun. I could stay here forever. Salty earth will you have me forever. You don't know a good thing till it's gone.
Jacquelyn Jablonski by Emma Tempest Vogue Russia