Due to the wrong weather forecast, the beach was eerie and ghostly on my first visit.
When there’s sun, wow the beach comes alive!
Zandvoort is a popular summer destination for locals, with a looong beach that doesn’t seem to end. It fills with apartment blocks and holiday homes.
I was watching a young girl standing at the seaside. Her feet were in the water.
Because I did nothing like what others doing (swimming, surfing, sunbathing, chasing dogs, rescuing jellyfish, building sandcastles, and sipping alcohol), she waved at me.
- Come here to feel the sand.
- What?
- Stand here right beside me. On top of this pile of sand.
- Ok.
- Can you feel the sand? Isn’t it nice?
- Huh?
- Can you feel the sand moving around your feet and in between your toes? Feel it.
- Ah… I got it.
She smiled and left. Walking toward the sea.
I’m still feeling the sand. Viewing the ripples swirling back and forth creating endless patterns. Then the sunset.
That day turned out to be my last day at Zandvoort.