Going through my files today I found these photos I took of my friend Jessica three years ago, when we were at the beach. I remember that we walked to a small deserted beach and to our surprise the place was full of broken shells on the coarse sand.
We immediately started taking photos of the shells and the magical scenery they formed. There were so many shells that we couldn't even walk properly without hurting our feet. We were so excited about the possibility of doing a photo shoot there (using our cell phones, because that's what we had on hand) that we ended up distracting ourselves from the rain and storm that was brewing over our heads.
This certainly gave us an adventure, because when we realized that the storm was about to hit, we had to run to safety. We were a bit far from the main beach and our other friends, and we had to run along a rocky shore to get there. All this in the rain and on extremely slippery ground. It was quite risky, but in the end it gave us some good memories and photos.