Going to the beach in winter time, often gives me a novelish feeling, like something very sad or extremely romantic is about to happen. Especially when there are oddments from the summer activities like a lifeguard kiosk, a beach umbrella or the empty seaside restaurants, that weird feeling is more intense and more ominous.
There is something so unnatural during the winter, to seaside resorts that are built exclusively for the summer. Everything seems so irrationally placed and completely out of context. Even this place that it is just an hour away from my home and I am visiting it again and again for years, even here which is a place familiar, scenic and pleasant, it has turned into a strange, tacky and almost hostile scenery!
The closed shutters, the forgotten signs, the sprawling parked cars and the rusty air-conditions don't help either. Not to mention the strong wind which by the way I hate!
And after all this if I tell you that I had a lovely day and enjoyed my visit very much, would you believe me?
All the pictures and the words are mine.
Thank you for reading and if you want to know more about me you can check out my introduction post.
Commenting, upvoting and rebloging are highly appreciated!
