A place to live | Memoir Monday (Week 35)

Of the many images that have remained in my memory, snow occupies a special place. That white blanket always caught my attention. As a child I was thrilled to see on television and in series how people enjoyed throwing snowballs at each other or walking halfway down their legs in that substance that I saw as if it were talcum powder.

More than once I imagined myself living in a place where there was snow. But the years passed and that youthful dream was never fulfilled.

I don't know if in those years my body would have responded well to the cold weather in places where there is snow. In my country temperatures tend to be high all year round and I have never experienced extreme cold.

But as the years have gone by I have become very sensitive to the cold, that much is clear to me. At this point in my life I'm convinced I couldn't live anywhere too cold. Maybe it's a prejudice, maybe I could withstand it, but I don't really intend to test my ability to withstand cold temperatures.

So when I think of a place to live the first thing that comes to my mind is the temperature, I need a warm place. In addition, another condition I would love to have is the proximity to the sea.

In my country I have those two conditions, I could stay here peacefully for the rest of my years. However, there is something that worries me a lot: the deterioration of health services.

In the last few years my country has suffered a great economic crisis, I am not going to go into detail about the causes. As a consequence, our hospitals are in very poor condition, they barely have the most basic necessities. To attend any health problem has become extremely expensive for any person.

So if I had the opportunity I would choose to live in any of the Balearic Islands, a group of islands located in the Mediterranean Sea, off the coast of Spain.

In those islands I would have many advantages, the first one would be the climate, warm during almost all the year. In addition I would have something very important for me since I would be close to my three children who live in that area of southern Spain. Another point in favor would be the existence of a good quality health system with universal coverage, almost free. The only point against the place is that it is a very touristic area and it might be difficult for me to find a secluded and lonely place, far away from the bustle of tourists.

Another option that calls my attention to live in my remaining years would be any of the islands of the Hawaiian archipelago. There I would have a favorable climate, a little less warm than where I live but never cold, I would have the sea and perhaps less tourists than in the Balearic Islands. In addition, I would have a much greener landscape than in the Mediterranean islands.

The big problem here would be the need for private health insurance, which at my age is quite expensive. In Hawaii, as in the rest of the USA, most of the medicine is not free.

With these two options I would be very happy, both places have the attractions that attract my attention at this stage of life.

Anyway, the hope is that things improve here and that our hospitals can provide good service. I love the place where I live, at the foot of a majestic mountain that is green all year round and with the beach only fifty minutes away. That makes me feel good...

I am publishing this post motivated by the initiative proposed by my friend @ericvancewalton, Memoir Monday, in the week thirty-five. For more information click on the link.

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