Now that I’m back in the UK I’m missing Germany like crazy, so when I was looking through my photos, I realised I never shared my pictures from my trip to the beach. When I grew up I spent a lot of weeks camping with my family right by the beach in the North East of Germany. I used to think when the sun set and touched the sea, that it’d heat up, so you’d find me running into the sea soon after. I’d spend hours swimming in the sea, jumping against the big waves as hard as I could. Being by the beach gives me a sense of serenity, of home. Of course I had to go and do a beach trip to the Baltic Sea even if it was –2 degrees (felt like –10 with the breeze!).
I miss the sea in the UK so much – of course I chose to live in the city for 5 years that is furthest away from any coast (Birmingham). Only then I actually realised how important the seaside is for me emotionally.