It’s taken a while to get moving this morning but I’m finally at the beach and the surf looks pretty good. The sun’s warm on the bare skin of my back and the heat intensifies the stench of seaweed. The smell, overwhelming and dirty at first quickly becomes supporting and natural. The stench of the sea. I’m excited and energetic, ready to get into the water. Coupled with the sounds of the waves and traffic, the trickling beach shower makes me need a wee. All the beaches here have beach showers, albeit cold and often water fountains too. Everywhere signs proclaim, “let only rain go down the drain, they go straight into the sea”.
