Chapter 11 Miranda
After the second cocktail, it’s high time to walk on to the beach, as a matter of fact we want to see and feel the sea today as well. And, as we decide, on our way back, we could always take a seat on the terrace again.
After paying the bill, we appear to be close to the way through to the beach already. We step onto wooden planking and free ourselves from our shoes and flip-flops. I put my feet in the wonderful shifting sand and walk to the sea, walking between the sand dunes. To the right, I see the endless beach stretching out in front of us while the view to the left is mostly made up of skyline, from high rising apartment buildings. I automatically turn right. I love the wind in my back. I am almost being blown forward. Exalted, we run towards the surf. It is almo
