It was one of those days when I wanted to run away from everyone and everything. I really needed to clear my mind and Nida was a perfect place for that: a beautiful remote small beach town with endless golden dunes near the greyish-green choppy Baltic Sea.
As soon as my feet touched the heated sand and I saw the foaming waves, I felt like I was born again. And it doesn’t matter that the water was not as turquoise blue as the Mediterranean coast and I couldn’t swim there because the water was so cold that even stung, the sea was spreading some kind of spell, which I couldn’t resist…
She was like the ocean. She always has been the taste of salt, the tide that comes close and then pulls back, but promises to return. She was like the ocean, deep enough to sink you, but never so far that the light can not reach… Continue reading
The glittering ocean and the breathtaking sky above it – this is more than perfection.
Caramel skin and curly beach hair – she loves the ocean more than anyone can imagine. It seems that those wild waves left a poem in her mouth, and you can hear some of the lines every time she breathes out…
I feel your whisper across the ocean, this soft music fills the air. The purple sunset slowly moves into the magic night with the stars flooding the sapphire skies and I can feel how my breath coincides with the rhythm of yours.