Tormented By La Tormenta

The winds have been blowing in Fuengirola for a little more than two days. The seas are rough and continue to get rougher. I think it’s breathtaking. San Geraldo does not. He hates the “evil,” “cyclonic” winds, which is why he so likes the fact that what we’re seeing is actually called “la tormenta” (the storm), his new favorite Spanish word. It makes no difference to him that “torment” in Spanish is actually “tormento” (ending with an “o” instead of an “a”). (Increase the torment by clicking on the images.)

RISING SEAS TUESDAY AFTERNOON.
MY INCREDIBLE WALK ON THE BEACH BEFORE THE WINDS BLEW IN.
ALMOST HOME TUESDAY AFTERNOON.

I’ll admit, the winds have been a bit fearsome. That big yucca was blown over again this morning (at 5:45). This time, the wire securing it was snapped. We picked it up and hauled it and a bunch of plants over to the sheltered corner of the terrace in front of the living room doors. We’re thinking we’ll glass-in (with accordion-type windows) the side terrace and resolve the “cyclonic winds” issue.

THURSDAY MORNING 7 A.M. ONE YUCCA GONE (BUT NOT TOO FAR).

So, while I constantly stare with awe at the spectacular and awesome sea and skies, San Geraldo closes his shutters, puts on his headphones, and turns up the music to block out the “frightening and destructive” spectacle.

DUDO… ANOTHER ONE WHO THINKS “TORMENTA” IS APPROPRIATE.
(OR MAYBE HE’S FANTASIZING ABOUT RIDING THE WAVES.)
SAN GERALDO THINKS THE SEA IS GETTING TOO CLOSE. (NOT TO WORRY.)
THIS EVENING ON THE BEACH.
(BELIEVE IT OR NOT, I WENT BY MYSELF.)

Author: Moving with Mitchell

From Brooklyn, New York; to North Massapequa; back to Brooklyn; Brockport, New York; back to Brooklyn... To Boston, Massachusetts, where I met Jerry... To Marina del Rey, California; Washington, DC; New Haven and Guilford, Connecticut; San Diego, San Francisco, Palm Springs, and Santa Barbara, California; Las Vegas, Nevada; Irvine, California; Sevilla, Spain. And Fuengirola, Málaga..

23 thoughts on “Tormented By La Tormenta”

  1. Wow! Impressive. Especially the last photo. I would love to walk along that beach with you, I enjoy a bit of wild weather…as long as home isn't too far away!

  2. The PERFECT recipe for a long-lasting relationship!!….opposites attract! So true!
    Mitch, we would be there with you watching this tormenta sea going crazy! I love the power and hmubling that 'nature' throws at us. I also can understand, kinda, San Geraldo's apprehension about the sea/ocean. It is a reaction a lot of people have when first seeing its fury. Ron's SIL has the same reaction…she a 'prairie girl'.
    Great shot of Dudo…he is your favourite right?! It's OK you can admit it!!lol

    1. Jim:
      I think you hit the nail on the head when you refer to the prairie girl. San Geraldo also grew up on the prairie, whereas I grew up on the ocean. I'm sure that's why he's less comfortable with this — that and the fact that he has a catastrophic imagination.

      As for playing favorites, I adore them both — although Dudo clearly considers me his playmate. When I take out the camera, Dudo poses… Moose turns his back or walks away. Hence, mostly photos of Dudo. But I've got some photos to come of Moose playing with the nearly deceased mice.

  3. Just standing on the edge of the sand/water feeling the power would be my kind of Nirvana. I must admit about 15 years ago , in the winter, during a major wind event I was scared to death of the rolling rocks on the beach and I stayed clear of them. Now, I'm part of the whole spectacle. You know what SG needs is a big tickle to loosen up! Works for Jim ~~~ not really, but I do believe people need to be afraid once in awhile to really understand this world of ours. Here Dudo, here sweetie ~~ scratching behind ears! Music video has me bopping!
    Ron

  4. One thing you can be pretty sure of – las tormentas are going to get even more spectacular over our lifetimes – and, consequently, los tormentos too. But all should be well as long as you don't let Dudo and Moose get carried away like Dorothy.

  5. Yes, my brood also has a greater antipathy to strong wind than to rain, though they hardly 'like' that either. I think they're aware that they are mere feathers against a wind's strength. Very wise.

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