-MY PRIVATE OASIS-

Hectic week no doubt about it. Lots of emotions, both good and bad, spinning inside my head. And there is only one way for me to cope with these things: go to my favourite place in the world, The Japanese Garden at the San Cristobal Hill, that I so love. It's in the heart of the city, yet when I am there, it feels as if all of the emotions were left at the doorstep. You walk in clean and pure of thoughts.
To feel the breeze on my face, those generous rays of sun shining on my hair when the weather is in a good mood. The peace and quiet that fills my ears, and the lovely colours spread in every corner.
There is a winding brick road at the entry and a small bamboo bridge that crosses over a small water flow from a cascade of water. If you look up, all you will see are gigantic and beautiful green trees that make any thought in your head simply vanish into thin air.
There is a bench in the right side of the garden, in which I could sit for hours, alone, thinking about the bauty of life. And I usually do. It's no surprise to find me there on the cool afternoons of the weekend just cleaning my soul, preparing it for another beating of the new coming week.