Saturday, 19 July 2014

Tropical days

A few tropical days. Yesterday at 20.00 hrs. It was still 31 degrees (centigrade) on the beach, usually the coolest place. Not this time because of the wind – if any- coming from the East. A two hour walk along the flood line on soft and yielding sand was quite a workout. And in spite of walking through the water, not cool either.
At one spot a few bunches of seemingly fresh roses were washed ashore. The witnesses of the scattering of somebody’s ashes at sea?  Sand, salt water, shells and roses, they don’t seem to go together.




Sundown at 21.50, almost half an hour earlier already than around the summer solstice. It was still very busy with people, watching the sun go down, swimming, trying to cool down in the sea. Lots of small children around. The summer holidays have started in this area and with this heat it is impossible to sleep anyway. It didn’t cool down at night. 



Unfortunately when the wind comes from the east there are jellyfish. Not the poisonous type this time, but still their stings can be very unpleasant and painful. So no swimming for me.
Lifeguards and police still patrolling the beaches at 22.30.
Enjoyed a cool drink in one of the beach restaurants, trendy places nowadays with lots of nice things on offer, seeing the sky turning from pink to purple to ink blue. No need to go to the Mediterranean. The Mediterranean has come to us!
Hard work...
The evening would have been perfect for a beach party. I am always amazed that people stay near the cafes and the restaurants. Just a short ten minute walk, and there are only seagulls and oyster catchers around. And the occasional couple seeking solitude, but that is all.
Found a few perfect shells, rare nowadays on these beaches.
Once home, it still was hot. Stayed outside in the garden reading till 2 am. It was too lovely to go to bed and much nicer outside anyway.


2 comments:

  1. Die laatste twee zonsondergangen zijn prachtig!

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  2. Dank je! Was ook mooi. Zelf vond ik die aangespoelde bloemen triest. Net op de dag dat het vliegtuig neergehaald werd. Leek wel symbolisch.

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