01.09.2009 - 23.12.2009 22 °C
In my previous post I told you I wanted to enjoy the last bits of post-summer, so that’s what I did in these past days. After a lazy Sunday of recuperating from the weekend, I headed to Donostia again on Monday to spend a day at the beach with Niké and Tiina.
We left in the afternoon and were late for our first bus - well actually that’s not true, we were on time but the bus decided to leave two minutes early, thank you driver! - so we had to take the next one and only arrived in Donostia at 3.45 pm.
Although the weather predictions had showed it was going to be only semi-overcast and warm that day, we did not see any rays of sunlight upon arrival and we even felt a few drops of rain. But when we walked up the beach, all of the sudden the sun was finding its way through the clouds. The whole scenery was lovely, not too many people on the beach - we went to the smaller one, the surfing beach, because it’s cosier and not that touristy - and a sort of mystic atmosphere due to the packs of clouds and few rays of light.
Tiina and Niké
As for the swimming part, we noticed the waves were very high and broke not too far from the beach with an amazing power. If we wanted to swim at all, we would have to dive under them to get a bit further in the water where the waves wouldn’t break anymore.
It’s what I tried to do and I succeeded for a while, but then a really big one came along and I underestimated it, thinking it would pass me, but it didn’t. So off I went, the wave took me under, smacked me to the ground (my arm still hurts as hell) and tumbled me around, so for a second I lost my orientation and did not know what to do. After finding my way up - in which time is of the essence because the current that pulls you back into the sea can be strong - I decided that was enough for a while, but I couldn’t resist going in there again a bit later (a more successful attempt).
Me after tumbling through the waves
Zuzana also joined us with some delay, after first having looked for us on the wrong beach. And again a bit later, some friends of Tiina also came to the beach while the sun was already setting. I don’t know why exactly - maybe it was a mix of elements or something in the air - but it was the best day I’ve had here so far. I felt so completely peaceful and happy - for some reason everything inside was tingling - and it all seemed a bit surreal because I wasn’t able to grasp any of it. There’s nothing I love more than the sea, the sound of the waves, the infinity of it, but this time it was just that tad bit more special.
Itziar and Zuzana
Donostia beach at dusk, love it!
Tiina in front of the Kursaal
Call me overly emotional all you want, but later that night when I was back home, I was actually pondering on how to elongate my stay here (maybe an internship?).
Today I learned some more Basque words, so I can finally say my name (Sanne dut izena) and where I’m from (Belgika koa naiz). I was also planning on going to a play in Bilbao tonight, a stage adaptation of George Orwell’s 1984, directed by Tim Robbins (!!) but since I wasn’t able to find a place to sleep I didn’t go. It will however also show in the Theatre Festival of Vitoria-Gasteiz next week, so hopefully I can see it then!