Childhood bubble dreams
Have you ever held a cloud in your hand? I have. Have you ever blown the sky away? I have.
Yesterday evening a children’s dream came true. In a hot tub. With all available soap tubes from the hotel and the massage jets turned on we were soon creating foamy cotton candy all around us and after a while diving through a thick layer of foam building up, moving over the edges of the outdoor whirlpool bath.
A surreal white world appeared and we we right in the middle, like Narnia’s getaway closet had opened up. We had so much foam, I imagine Songkran’s wet festivities would wish for the kind of celebration that took place that night :)
Building white castles and bridges, cutting tunnels, digging holes through the cotton like texture, putting on creamy clothes, creating crazy baroque style wigs, throwing foam balls, blowing bubbles and snowflakes, I couldn’t imagine a more memorable experience in a hotel.
Children usually attribute happiness to adulthood and adults attribute the same to childhood. What we had that night was happy adults reliving childhood.
Enjoy the magic!