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The Sun Got Me!

April 4, 2010

It was the summer of our discontent.  While Britain passed the summer months shrouded in fog and rain, the year 2009 brought unrelenting sun and heat to South Florida.  Every day was like the day before… one friggin’ sunny day after another.  This sun wasn’t like the tantalizing rays we remember, kissing our shoulders and reminding us how lucky we were to be living in the Sunshine State.  No, this sun was a tormentor.  Fifteen minutes spent walking the dogs at 8 AM meant sweat beads forming on my forehead and a dizzying inertia settling into my brain.

Day after day, month after month, we spent our time indoors, locked away in the air conditioning.  Running from our air-conditioned home to our air-conditioned car to our air-conditioned grocery stores and offices were the games we had to play as “old sol” spread his intense glory.  The car thermometers registered 112 degrees outside. My body temperature throbbed against the inside of my skin, pushing to release its steam into the already sizzling air. Something had to give, and as the summer weeks passed, we realized it wasn’t going to be the weather.

Thoughts of Wales started creeping into my head.  It helped that my husband is from that country and that after visiting several times I had fallen in love with the land West of England. It also helped that on each of those visits we’d been blessed with fantastic, out-of-the-ordinary weather. 

As we sat in front of the TV on a Saturday night, the only place you could be when the air outside was warm enough to bake a cake, we watched one of our favorite British comedies – The Vicar of Dibley starring Dawn French and created by my favorite screenwriter – Richard Curtis (Four Weddings and a Funeral, Bridget Jones’ Diary, Notting Hill, Love Actually).

My favorite moment of every episode was the opening credits, where the camera panned over the English countryside, then moved in closer to explore the darling, very English hamlet of Dibley – with thatched roofs, a village square, the local church (nope, didn’t see a synagogue, but that didn’t matter.  We’d go to church, and then invite everyone over for Passover Seder!) 

Suddenly a convergence of thoughts hit me like dynamite.  Let’s move back to Wales and find our own Dibley!  Yeah, I know.  What a broad thought!  Everyone thinks about moving somewhere else.  But I not only think about it – I do it!  23 moves in my adult lifetime will attest to that!  So Wales wasn’t so much a hurdle as it was a total Change of Lifestyle.  Was I nuts?  Yes.  Was I daydreaming?  Yes.  Was I having heat stroke?  Yes.  Was it possible?  YES!

Yes.  Wales was where I wanted to be!  Wales has topography.  Florida has – bumps.  Wales has sane drivers.  Florida has maniacs.  Wales has wonderful television.  Florida has screaming politicians, drug ads with more side effects than the malady they’re trying to cure, and ambulance-chasing lawyers all in the mood to sue someone, anyone.  Wales has seasons.  Florida has heat.  Lots of heat.  Months of heat.

All I needed to do was to convince hubby to at least think about it.  Little did I know what adventures would lie ahead. Stay tuned…

4 Comments leave one →
  1. A.H. Goodman permalink
    April 4, 2010 8:13 pm

    Dibley… in Bucks not far from London.

    Stephanie and I were married not far from her family’s home, in St. Andrews Church in Castle Combe, Wiltshire, on a memorable bright sunny day in 1986. We left the church, hopped into our waiting pony and trap, trotted the horse past the Market Cross – with all the tourists cheering the bridal couple – thence returning to the Manor House for the après wedding festivities and night’s accommodation. Ahh, such is idyllic life in a small British village.

    All the best to you both, in happiness and cool weather, in your own Welsh village. Perhaps we shall meet once again; better chance there than in Florida.

  2. April 5, 2010 9:40 am

    Are you leaving me?????????? I know this is what you want, so do IT!


  3. Kathy Garolsky permalink
    April 7, 2010 9:37 am

    Good for you guys, what an adventure. Would be nice to leave the south for the summer and back for the winter. Keeps us updated.

  4. Lizbeth Morley permalink
    November 21, 2010 12:11 am

    Why “Dibley” It has absolutely no association with where you are living now! But good luck to you anyway.

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